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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Civil Wars (excerpts)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXVI<br> The swift approach and unexpected speed<br> The king had made upon this new-rais'd force,<br> In the unconfirmed troops, much fear did breed,<br> Untimely hind'ring their intended course.<br> The joining with the Welsh they had decreed<br> Was hereby dash'd; which made their cause the worse.<br> Northumberland, with forces from the north,<br> Expected to be there, was not set forth.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXVII<br> And yet undaunted Hotspur, seeing the king<br> So near arriv'd, leaving the work in hand,<br> With forward speed his forces marshalling,<br> Sets forth his farther coming to withstand.<br> And with a cheerful voice encouraging<br> His well experienc'd and adventurous band,<br> Brings on his army, eager unto fight;<br> And plac'd the same before the king in sight.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXVIII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> "This day," saith he, "my valiant trusty friends,<br> Whatever it doth give, shall glory give;<br> This day, with honour, frees our state, or ends<br> Our misery with fame, that still shall live.<br> And do but think, how well the same he spends,<br> Who spends his blood, his country to relieve.<br> What? have we hands, and shall we servile be?<br> Why were swords made, but to preserve men free.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXIX</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> "Besides, the assured hope of victory<br> Which we may even promise on our side,<br> Against this weak constrained company,<br> Whom force and fear, not will and love doth guide,<br> Against a prince, whose foul impiety<br> The heavens do hate, the earth cannot abide:<br> Our number being no less, our courage more,<br> No doubt we have it, if we work therefore."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XL</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> This said, and thus resolv'd, even bent to charge<br> Upon the king; who well their order view'd,<br> And wary noted all the course at large<br> Of their proceeding, and their multitude,<br> And deeming better, if he could discharge<br> The day with safety, and some peace conclude,<br> Great proffers sends of pardon and of grace<br> If they would yield, and quietness embrace.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLI</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Which though his fears might drive him to propose,<br> To time his business, for some other end;<br> Yet, sure, he could not mean t' have peace with those<br> Who did in that supreme degree offend.<br> Nor were they such, as would be won with shows;<br> Or breath of oaths, or vows could apprehend:<br> So that in honour the offers he doth make,<br> Were not for him to give nor them to take.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> And yet this much his courses do approve,<br> He was not bloody in his natural;<br> And yield he did to more then might behove<br> His dignity to have dispens'd withal:<br> And, unto Worcester, he himself did move<br> A reconcilement to be made of all:<br> But Worcester, knowing it could not be secur'd,<br> His nephews onset, yet for all, procur'd.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLIII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Which seeing, the king, with greater wrath incens'd,<br> Rage, against fury, doth with speed prepare.<br> "And though," said he, "I could have well dispens'd<br> With this day's blood, which I have sought to spare;<br> That greater glory might have recompens'd<br> The forward worth of these, that so much dare;<br> That we might good have had by th' overthrown,<br> And the wounds we make might not have been our own:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLIV</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> "Yet, since that other men's iniquity<br> Calls on the sword of wrath, against my will;<br> And that themselves exact this cruelty,<br> And I constrained am this blood to spill;<br> Then on, brave followers, on courageously,<br> True-hearted subjects, against traitors ill;<br> And spare not them, who seek to spoil us all<br> Whose foul confused end, soon see you shall."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLV</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Forthwith, began these fury-moving sounds,<br> The notes of wrath, the music brought from Hell,<br> The rattling drums, which trumpets voice confounds<br> The cries, the encouragements, the shouting shrill;<br> That, all about, the beaten air rebounds<br> Confused thundering-murmurs horrible;<br> To rob all sense, except the sense to fight.<br> Well hands may work; the mind hath lost his sight.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLVI</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> O war! begot in pride and luxury,<br> The child of malice, and revengeful hate;<br> Thou impious good, and good impiety,<br> That art the foul refiner of a state;<br> Unjust-just scourge of men's iniquity,<br> Sharp-easer of corruptions desperate;<br> Is there no means but that a sin-sick land<br> Must be let blood with such a boisterous hand?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLVII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> How well mightst thou have here been spar'd this day,<br> Had not wrong-counsell'd Percy been perverse?<br> Whose forward hand, inur'd to wounds, makes way<br> Upon the sharpest fronts of the most fierce:<br> Where now an equal fury thrusts to stay<br> And back-repel that force, and his disperse:<br> Then these assail, then those re-chase again,<br> Till stay'd with new-made hills of bodies slain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLVIII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> There, lo that new-appearing glorious star,<br> Wonder of arms, the terror of the field,<br> Young Henry, labouring where the stoutest are,<br> And even the stoutest forced back to yield;<br> There is that hand bolden'd to blood and war,<br> That must the sword, in wondrous actions, wield:<br> Though better he had learn'd with others' blood;<br> A less expense to us, to him more good.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLIX</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> Yet here had he not speedy succour lent<br> To his endanger'd father, near oppress'd,<br> That day had seen the full accomplishment<br> Of all his travails, and his final rest.<br> For, Mars-like Douglas all his forces bent<br> To encounter and to grapple with the best;<br> As if disdaining any other thing<br> To do, that day, but to subdue a king.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">L</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> And three, with fiery courage, he assails;<br> Three, all as kings adorn'd in royal wise:<br> And each successive after other quails;<br> Still wond'ring whence so many kings should rise.<br> And, doubting lest his hand or eyesight fails,<br> In these confounded, on a fourth he flies,<br> And him unhorses too: whom had he sped,<br> He then all kings, in him, had vanquished.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">LI</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> For Henry had divided, as it were,<br> The person of himself into four parts;<br> To be less known, and yet known everywhere,<br> The more to animate his people's hearts;<br> Who, cheered by his presence, would not spare<br> To execute their best and worthiest parts.<br> By which, two special things effected are:<br> His safety, and his subjects' better care.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">LII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> And never worthy prince a day did quit<br> With greater hazard, and with more renown<br> Than thou didst, mighty Henry, in this fight;<br> Which only made thee owner of thine own:<br> Thou never prov'dst the tenure of thy right<br> (How thou didst hold thy easy-gotten crown)<br> Till now; and, now, thou shew'st thyself chief lord,<br> By that especial right of kings: the sword.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">LIII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> And dear it cost, and much good blood is shed<br> To purchase thee a saving victory:<br> Great Stafford thy high constable lies dead,<br> With Shorly, Clifton, Gawsell, Calverly,<br> And many more; whose brave deaths witnessed<br> Their noble valour and fidelity:<br> And many more had left their dearest blood<br> Behind, that day, had Hotspur longer stood.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">LIV</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> But he, as Douglas, with his fury led,<br> Rushing into the thickest woods of spears,<br> And brakes of swords, still laying at the head<br> (The life of th' army) whiles he nothing fears<br> Or spares his own, comes all invironed<br> With multitude of power, that over-bears<br> His manly worth; who yields not, in his fall;<br> But fighting dies, and dying kills withal.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">LV</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> What ark, what trophy, what magnificence<br> Of glory, Hotspur, had'st thou purchas'd here;<br> Could but thy cause as fair as thy pretence<br> Be made unto thy country to appear!<br> Had it been her protection and defence<br> (Not thy ambition) made thee sell so dear<br> Thyself this day, she must have here made good<br> An everlasting statue for thy blood.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">LVI</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> Which thus mis-spent, thy army presently,<br> (As if they could not stand, when thou wert down)<br> Dispers'd in rout, betook them all to fly:<br> And Douglas, faint with wounds, and overthrown,<br> Was taken; who yet won the enemy<br> Which took him (by his noble valour shown,<br> In that day's mighty work) and was preserv'd<br> With all the grace, and honour he deserv'd.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Samuel+Daniel">Samuel Daniel</a></strong></div>