Reading The first part of King Henry the Sixt — William Shakespeare

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Talb.

My thoughts are whirled like a Potters Wheele,

I know not where I am, nor what I doe:

A Witch by feare, not force, like Hannibal,

Driues back our troupes, and conquers as she lists:

So Bees with smoake, and Doues with noysome stench,

Are from their Hyues and Houses driuen away.

They call'd vs, for our fiercenesse, English Dogges,

Now like to Whelpes, we crying runne away.

A short Alarum.

Hearke Countreymen, eyther renew the fight,

Or teare the Lyons out of Englands Coat;

Renounce your Soyle, giue Sheepe in Lyons stead:

Sheepe run not halfe so trecherous from the Wolfe,

Or Horse or Oxen from the Leopard,

As you flye from your oft‑subdued slaues.

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