Rude Am I In My Speech, And

In That Small [time] Most Greatly Lived This Star Of England: Fortune Made His Sword, By Which The World's Best Garden He Achiev'd And Left It To His Son Imperial Lord. Henry The Sixth, In Infant Bands Crown'd King Of France And England Did This King Succeed; Whose State So Many Of Had The Managing, That They Lost France And Made His England Bleed.

Whereto Serves Mercy But To Confront The Visage Of Offense?

A Beggar's Book Outworths A Noble's Blood.

To Show An Unfelt Sorrow Is An Office Which The False Man Does Easy.

The Arms Are Fair, When The Intent Of Bearing Them Is Just.