of Henry the fifth.
1312Hen. Why
then belike your high Con
stable,
1313Sends to know what I wil giue fo
r my ran
some?
1314Now tru
st me Herald, not
so much as a tun of tennis bals,
1315No not
so much as one p
oore tennis ball,
1316Ra
ther
shall my bodie lie dead in
the
field, to f
eed crowes,
1317Then euer England
shall pay one penny ran
some
1319Herald. A kingly re
solution.
1320Hen. 5. No Herald, tis a kingly re
solution,
1321And
the re
solution of a king:
1322Here take
this fo
r thy paines.
1324But
stay my Lo
rds, what time is it?
1326Hen. 5. Then is it g
ood time no doubt,
1327Fo
r all England p
raie
th fo
r vs:
1328What my Lo
rds, me
thinks you l
ooke ch
eerfully vpon me?
1329Why
then wi
th one voice, and like true Engli
sh hearts,
1330Wi
th me
throw vp your caps, and fo
r England,
1331Cry S.
George, and God and S.
George helpe vs.
1332Strike Drummer. Exeunt omnes. 1333The French men crie within, S. Dennis, S. Dennis, 1334Mount Ioy, S. Dennis. 1336Enters King of England, and his Lords. 1337Hen.5. Come my Lo
rds come, by
this time our
1338Swo
rds are almo
st d
runke wi
th French bl
ood,
1339But my Lo
rds, which of you can tell me how many of our
1340Army be
slaine in
the battell?
1341Oxf. And it plea
se your Maie
stie,
1342There are of
the French armie
slaine,
1343Aboue ten
thou
sand, twentie sixe hund
red,
1344Whereof are Princes and Nobles bearing banners:
1345Be
sides, all
the Nobilitie of
France are taken p
ri
soners.
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