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Thou dost not wish more help from England, coz? God's will! my liege, would you and I alone, Without more help, could fight this royal battle!
Where is the king? http://i791.photobucket.com/albums/yy199/ariawibawa/King_Henry_V_at_the_Battle_of_Agincourt_1415.png Of fighting men they have full three score thousand
Keep thy word: fare thee well Be friends, you English fools, be friends: we have French quarrels enow, if you could tell how to reckon
'Tis certain, every man that dies ill, the ill upon his own head, the king is not to answer it But I do not desire he should answer for me; and yet I determine to fight lustily for him
Ay, or more than we should seek after; for we know enough, if we know we are the kings subjects: if his cause be wrong, our obedience to the king wipes the crime of it out of us
By my troth, I will speak my conscience of the king: I think he would not wish himself any where but where he is Then I would he were here alone; so should he be sure to be ransomed, and a many poor men's lives saved
No; nor it is not meet he should. For, though I speak it to you, I think the king is but a man, as I am: the violet smells to him as it doth to me: the element shows to him as it doth to me; all his senses have but human conditions: his ceremonies laid by, in his nakedness he appears but a man;
Even as men wrecked upon a sand, that look to be washed off the next tide He hath not told his thought to the king?
Brother John Bates, is not that the morning which breaks yonder? I think it be: but we have no great cause to desire the approach of day
How smooth and even they do bear themselves! As if allegiance in their bosoms sat, Crowned with faith and constant loyalty
But there's a saying very old and true, 'If that you will France win, Then with Scotland first begin:' For once the eagle England being in prey, To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot Comes sneaking and so sucks her princely eggs, Playing the mouse in absence of the cat, To tear and havoc more than
They know your grace hath cause and means and might; So hath your highness; never king of England Had nobles richer and more loyal subjects, Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England And lie pavilion'd in the fields of France
You must invade Earth for us, Probably Tom Hiddleston It's getting pretty cramped here in my mother's b- I mean, the vastness of galactic space We'll give you an army of reptilian things and a stick that does whatever you need it to do at that exact given moment
