Quote #6

Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance, Longer will tarry; But putting to the main At Kaux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.

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  2. Yet have we well begun, Battles so bravely won Have ever to the sun By fame been raised.
  3. Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part.
  4. Victor I will remain Or on this earth lie slain, Never shall she sustain Loss to redeem me.
  5. The coast was clear.
  6. Oh, when shall English men With such acts fill a pen, Or England breed again Such a King Harry?
  7. For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
  8. Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had.

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