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Section 149
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1E. Har.
2Reioyce you men of Angiers, ring your bels,
3King Iohn, your king and Englands, doth approach,
4Commander of this hot malicious day,
5Their Armours that march'd hence so siluer bright,
6Hither returne all gilt with Frenchmens blood:
7There stuck no plume in any English Crest,
8That is remoued by a staffe of France.