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Such wrack of others' blood thou didst behold

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O furious Hotspur, ere thou lost thine own!

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Which now, once lost, that heat in thine wax'd cold,

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And soon became thy Army overthrown;

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And O, that this great spirit, this courage bold,

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Had in some good cause been rightly shown!

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So had not we thus violently then

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Have term'd that rage, which valor should have been.