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Fair stood the wind for France	A
When we our sails advance	A
Nor now to prove our chance	A
Longer will tarry	B
But putting to the main	C
At Caux the mouth of Seine	B
With all his martial train	C
Landed King Harry	B
	-
And taking many a fort	D
Furnish'd in warlike sort	D
Marcheth tow'rds Agincourt	D
In happy hour	E
Skirmishing day by day	F
With those that stopp'd his way	F
Where the French gen'ral lay	F
With all his power	E
	-
Which in his height of pride	G
King Henry to deride	G
His ransom to provide	G
Unto him sending	H
Which he neglects the while	I
As from a nation vile	I
Yet with an angry smile	I
Their fall portending	H
	-
And turning to his men	J
Quoth our brave Henry then	J
'Though they to one be ten	J
Be not amaz egrave d	B
Yet have we well begun	K
Battles so bravely won	K
Have ever to the sun	K
By fame been rais egrave d	B
	-
'And for myself quoth he	B
This my full rest shall be	B
England ne'er mourn for me	B
Nor more esteem me	B
Victor I will remain	C
Or on this earth lie slain	C
Never shall she sustain	C
Loss to redeem me	B
	-
'Poitiers and Cressy tell	L
When most their pride did swell	L
Under our swords they fell	L
No less our skill is	M
Than when our grandsire great	N
Claiming the regal seat	O
By many a warlike feat	O
Lopp'd the French lilies '	-
	-
The Duke of York so dread	P
The eager vaward led	P
With the main Henry sped	P
Among his henchmen	K
Excester had the rear	Q
A braver man not there	R
O Lord how hot they were	E
On the false Frenchmen	J
	-
They now to fight are gone	S
Armour on armour shone	T
Drum now to drum did groan	T
To hear was wonder	E
That with the cries they make	U
The very earth did shake	U
Trumpet to trumpet spake	U
Thunder to thunder	E
	-
Well it thine age became	V
O noble Erpingham	V
Which didst the signal aim	V
To our hid forces	M
When from a meadow by	W
Like a storm suddenly	B
The English archery	B
Stuck the French horses	X
	-
With Spanish yew so strong	Y
Arrows a cloth yard long	Y
That like to serpents stung	Z
Piercing the weather	E
None from his fellow starts	A2
But playing manly parts	A2
And like true English hearts	A2
Stuck close together	E
	-
When down their bows they threw	B2
And forth their bilbos drew	B2
And on the French they flew	B2
Not one was tardy	B
Arms were from shoulders sent	C2
Scalps to the teeth were rent	C2
Down the French peasants went	C2
Our men were hardy	B
	-
This while our noble king	H
His broadsword brandishing	H
Down the French host did ding	H
As to o'erwhelm it	D2
And many a deep wound lent	C2
His arms with blood besprent	C2
And many a cruel dent	C2
Bruis egrave d his helmet	C2
	-
Gloster that duke so good	C2
Next of the royal blood	C2
For famous England stood	C2
With his brave brother	E
Clarence in steel so bright	C2
Though but a maiden knight	C2
Yet in that furious fight	C2
Scarce such another	E
	-
Warwick in blood did wade	C2
Oxford the foe invade	C2
And cruel slaughter made	C2
Still as they ran up	E2
Suffolk his axe did ply	W
Beaumont and Willoughby	B
Bare them right doughtily	W
Ferrers and Fanhope	E2
	-
Upon Saint Crispin's Day	C2
Fought was this noble fray	C2
Which fame did not delay	C2
To England to carry	B
O when shall English men	J
With such acts fill a pen	J
Or England breed again	J
Such a King Harry	B

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