Henry V
Act II, Prologue
Chorus
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Now all the youth of England are on fire,
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And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies;
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Now thrive the armorers, and honor’s thought
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Reigns solely in the breast of every man.
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They sell the pasture now to buy the horse,
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Following the mirror of all Christian kings,
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With winged heels, as English Mercuries.
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For now sits Expectation in the air,
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And hides a sword, from hilts unto the point,
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With crowns imperial, crowns and coronets,
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Promis’d to Harry and his followers.
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The French, advis’d by good intelligence
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Of this most dreadful preparation,
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Shake in their fear, and with pale policy
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Seek to divert the English purposes.
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O England! Model to thy inward greatness,
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Like little body with a mighty heart,
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What mightst thou do, that honor would thee do,
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Were all thy children kind and natural!
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But see, thy fault France hath in thee found out,
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A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills
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With treacherous crowns; and three corrupted men,
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One, Richard Earl of Cambridge, and the second,
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Henry Lord Scroop of Masham, and the third,
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Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland,
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Have for the gilt of France (O guilt indeed!)
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Confirm’d conspiracy with fearful France,
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And by their hands this grace of kings must die,
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If hell and treason hold their promises,
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Ere he take ship for France; and in Southampton.
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Linger your patience on, and we’ll digest
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Th’ abuse of distance; force a play:
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The sum is paid, the traitors are agreed,
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The King is set from London, and the scene
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Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton;
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There is the playhouse now, there must you sit,
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And thence to France shall we convey you safe,
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And bring you back, charming the Narrow Seas
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To give you gentle pass; for if we may,
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We’ll not offend one stomach with our play.
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But till the King come forth, and not till then,
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Unto Southampton do we shift our scene.
Byam Shaw, 1901