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All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet

Being Sixty and three in Number. Collected into one Volume by the Author [i.e. John Taylor]: With sundry new Additions, corrected, reuised, and newly Imprinted

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HENRY THE FIFTH, KING OF ENGLAND, And France, LORD OF IRELAND.

From my Lancastrian Sire successiuely,
I Englands glorious golden Garland got:
I temper'd Iustice with mild clemency,
Much blood I shed, yet blood-shed loued not,
Time my Sepulchre and my bones may rot,
But Time can neuer end my endlesse fame.
Obliuion cannot my braue acts out blot,
Or make Forgetfulnesse forget my name.
I plaid all France at Tennise such a game,
With roaring Rackets, bandied Balls and Foyles:
And what I plaid for, still I won the same,
Triumphantly transporting home the spoyles.
But in the end grim death my life assail'd,
And as I liu'd, I dy'd, belou'd, bewail'd.