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SONG OF AGINCOURT, by                    
First Line: Our king went forth to normandy
Last Line: That we with mirth may safely sing: deo gratias
Subject(s): Courts & Courtiers


OUR King went forth to Normandy,
With grace and might of chivalry:
There God for him wrought marvellously:
Wherefore England may call and cry:
Deo gratias.

He set a siegè the sooth for to say,
To Harfleur town with royal array:
That town he won, and made a fray
That France shall rue till Doomesday:
Deo gratias.

Then went our king with all his host
Through France for all the Frenchè boast:
He spared no dread of least nor most,
Till he come to Agincourt coast.
Deo gratias.

Then, for a sooth, that knight comely,
In Agincourt field he fought manly:
Through grace of God most mighty,
He had both the field and the victory.
Deo gratias.

There dukes and earls, lord and baron,
Were taken and slain, and that well done:
And some were led into London,
With joy and mirth and great renown.
Deo gratias.

Now gracious God, he save our King
His people and all his well willing:
Give him good life and good ending,
That we with mirth may safely sing:
Deo gratias.





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