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Henry V

Act III, Prologue

CHORUS
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      Thus with i|magined | wing our | swift scene flies,
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      In mot|ion of / no less | celer|ity || than that | of Thought.
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      Suppose,| that you | have seen
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      The well-|appoint|ed king | at Dov|er pier,
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      Embark | his roy|alty:| and his / brave fleet,
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      With silk|en stream|ers, the / young Phoe|bus fan||ning;
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      Play | with your fan|cies: and | in them | behold,
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      Upon the | hempen | tackle, ship-boys | climbing;
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      Hear the shrill whist|le, which | doth ord|er give
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      To sounds | confused:| behold | the thread|en sails,
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      Borne with | the invis|ible | and creep|ing wind,
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      Draw the huge bot|toms through | the fur|rowed sea,
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      Breasting | the lof|ty surge.| O, do | but think
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      You stand | upon | the rav|age, and | behold
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      A ci|ty on | the inconst|ant bil|lows danc||ing:
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      For | so appears | this fleet | majest|ical,
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      Holding | due course to Har|flew. Fol|low, fol||low:
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      Grap|ple your minds | to stern|age of this | navy,
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      And leave | your Eng|land as / dead mid|night, still,
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      Guarded with | grandsires, bab|ies, and old | women,
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      Either | past, or not ar|rived to | pith and | puissance:   ??
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      For who | is he,| whose chin | is but | enriched
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      With one | appear|ing hair,| that will not | follow
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      These culled | and choice-drawn cav|aliers | to France?
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      Work, work your* thoughts,| and there|in see | a siege:  ??
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      Behold | the ordi|nance on | their car|riages,
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      With fat|al mouths | gaping on | girded | Harflew.
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      Suppose | the ambas|sador* from | the French comes back:
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      Tells Har/ry, that | the king | doth of|fer him
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      Katharine his | daughter,| and with | her to | dowry,
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      Some pet|ty and / unprof|itable / dukedoms.
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      The of|fer likes | not: and | the nimble | gunner
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      With linstock now | the dev|ilish cannon | touches,
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      And down | goes^all | before | them. Still | be kind,
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      And eke | out our | perfor|mance with | your mind.
 
[Exit]

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