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Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn,
of peace to all his neighbors : God shall be truly known; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honor, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood. Nor shall this peace sleep with her : but as when The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phenix, Her ashes new create another heir, As great in admiration as herself ;So shall she leave her blessedness to one, (When Heaven shall call her from this cloud of
darkness) Who, from the sacred ashes of her honor, Shall starlike rise, as great in fame as she was, And so stand fix'd. Peace, plenty, love, truth,
terror, That were the servants to this chosen infant, Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him. Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine, His honor and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations : he shall florish, And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches To all the plains about him. Our children's children Shall see this, and bless Heaven. K. Hen.
Thou speakest wonders. Cran. She shall be, to the happiness of England, An aged princess : many days shall see her,
And yet no day without a deed to crown it.
K. Hen. O lord archbishop,
lords : Ye must all see the queen, and she must thank ye; She will be sick else. This day, no man think He has business at his house ; for all shall stay : This little one shall make it holiday. [Exeunt.
'Tis ten to one, this play can never please
1 In the character of Katharine.
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