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ON A BOY'S FIRST READING OF THE PLAY OF “KING HENRY THE FIFTH”
When youth was lord of my unchallenged fate,
And time seemed but the vassal of my will,
I entertainèd certain guests of state—
The great of older days, who, faithful still,
Have kept with me the pact my youth had made.
And time seemed but the vassal of my will,
I entertainèd certain guests of state—
The great of older days, who, faithful still,
Have kept with me the pact my youth had made.
And I remember how one galleon rare
From the far distance of a time long dead
Came on the wings of a fair-fortuned air,
With sound of martial music heralded,
In blazonry of storied shields arrayed.
From the far distance of a time long dead
Came on the wings of a fair-fortuned air,
With sound of martial music heralded,
In blazonry of storied shields arrayed.
So the Great Harry with high trumpetings,
The wind of victory in her burly sails!
And all her deck with clang of armor rings:
And under-flown the Lily standard trails,
And over-flown the royal Lions ramp.
The wind of victory in her burly sails!
And all her deck with clang of armor rings:
And under-flown the Lily standard trails,
And over-flown the royal Lions ramp.
The waves she rode are strewn with silent wrecks,
Her proud sea-comrades once; but ever yet
Comes time-defying laughter from her decks,
Where stands the lion-lord Plantagenet,
Large-hearted, merry, king of court and camp.
Her proud sea-comrades once; but ever yet
Comes time-defying laughter from her decks,
Where stands the lion-lord Plantagenet,
Large-hearted, merry, king of court and camp.
Sail on! sail on! The fatal blasts of time,
That spared so few, shall thee with joy escort;
And with the stormy thunder of thy rhyme
Shalt thou salute full many a centuried port
With “Ho! for Harry and red Agincourt!”
That spared so few, shall thee with joy escort;
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Shalt thou salute full many a centuried port
With “Ho! for Harry and red Agincourt!”
1898.
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