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Page 44
We may as bootless spend our vain command Upon th'enragéd soldiers in their spoil , As send precépts to the leviathan To come ashore . Therefore , you men of Harfleur , Take pity of your town and of your people , soldiers are in my ...
We may as bootless spend our vain command Upon th'enragéd soldiers in their spoil , As send precépts to the leviathan To come ashore . Therefore , you men of Harfleur , Take pity of your town and of your people , soldiers are in my ...
Page 67
of his soldiers , the father of his son , nor the master of his servant ; for they purpose not their death , when they purpose their services . Besides , there is no king , be his cause never so spotless , if it come to the arbitrement ...
of his soldiers , the father of his son , nor the master of his servant ; for they purpose not their death , when they purpose their services . Besides , there is no king , be his cause never so spotless , if it come to the arbitrement ...
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But , by the mass , our hearts are in the trim : And my poor soldiers tell me , yet ere night They'll be in fresher robes , or they will pluck The gay new coats o'er the French soldiers ' heads , And turn them out of service .
But , by the mass , our hearts are in the trim : And my poor soldiers tell me , yet ere night They'll be in fresher robes , or they will pluck The gay new coats o'er the French soldiers ' heads , And turn them out of service .
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