1790Now entertaine coniecture of a time,

1791When creeping Murmure and the poring Darke

1792Fills the wide Vessell of the Vniuerse.

1793From Camp to Camp, through the foule Womb of Night

1794The Humme of eyther Army stilly sounds;

1795That the fixt Centinels almost receiue

1796The secret Whispers of each others Watch.

1797Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames

1798Each Battaile sees the others vmber'd face.

1799Steed threatens Steed, in high and boastfull Neighs

1800Piercing the Nights dull Eare: and from the Tents,

1801The Armourers accomplishing the Knights,

1802With busie Hammers closing Riuets vp,

1803Giue dreadfull note of preparation.

1804The Countrey Cocks doe crow, the Clocks doe towle:

1805And the third howre of drowsie Morning nam'd,

1806Prowd of their Numbers, and secure in Soule,

1807The confident and ouer-lustie French,

1808Doe the low-rated English play at Dice;

1809And chide the creeple-tardy-gated Night,

1810Who like a foule and ougly Witch doth limpe

1811So tediously away. The poore condemned English,

1812Like Sacrifices, by their watchfull Fires

1813Sit patiently, and inly ruminate

1814The Mornings danger: and their gesture sad,

1815Inuesting lanke-leane Cheekes, and Warre-worne Coats,

1816Presented them vnto the gazing Moone

1817So many horride Ghosts. O now, who will behold

1818The Royall Captaine of this ruin'd Band

1819Walking from Watch to Watch, from Tent to Tent;

1820Let him cry, Prayse and Glory on his head:

1821For forth he goes, and visits all his Hoast,

1822Bids them good morrow with a modest Smyle,

1823And calls them Brothers, Friends, and Countreymen.

1824Vpon his Royall Face there is no note,

1825How dread an Army hath enrounded him;

1826Nor doth he dedicate one iot of Colour

1827Vnto the wearie and all-watched Night:

1828But freshly lookes, and ouer-beares Attaint,

1829With chearefull semblance, and sweet Maiestie:

1830That euery Wretch, pining and pale before,

1831Beholding him, plucks comfort from his Lookes.

1832A Largesse vniuersall, like the Sunne,

1833His liberall Eye doth giue to euery one,

1834Thawing cold feare, that meane and gentle all

1835Behold, as may vnworthinesse define.

1836A little touch of Harry in the Night,

1837And so our Scene must to the Battaile flye:

1838Where, O for pitty, we shall much disgrace,

1839With foure or fiue most vile and ragged foyles,

1840(Right ill dispos'd, in brawle ridiculous)

1841The Name of Agincourt: Yet sit and see,

1842Minding true things, by what their Mock'ries bee.