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King Henry the Sixth Act 1 Scene 1: Java Game
Dukes of Bedford , Gloster and Exeter:
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| Hung be the heavens with black,, | yield day to night! |
| Comets, importing change | of times and states, |
| Brandish your crystal tresses | in the sky, |
| And with them scourge | the bad revolting stars |
| That have consented | unto Henry's death! |
| Henry the Fifth, | too famous to live long! |
| England ne'er lost a king | of so much worth. |
| England ne'er had a king | until his time. |
| Virtue he had, | deserving to command: |
| His brandisht sword | did blind men with his beams; |
| His arms spread wider | than a dragon's wings; |
| His sparkling eyes, | replete with wrathful fire, |
| More dazzled and drove back | his enemies |
| Than mid-day sun fierce bent | against their faces. |
| What should I say? | his deeds exceed all speech: |
| He ne'erlife up his hand, | but conquered. |
| We mourn in black: | why mourn we not in blood? |
| Henry is dead, | and never shall revive: |
| Upon a wooden coffin | we attend; |
| And death's | dishonourable victory |
| We with our stately | presence glorify, |
| Like captive bound | to a triumphant car. |
| What! shall we curse | the planets of mishap |
| That plotted thus | our glory's overthrow? |
| Or shall we think | the subtle witted French |
| conjurers and sorcerers, | that, afraid of him, |
| By magic verses | have contrived his end? |
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