An Ode to St George------------------------

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  1. tonyh

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    Tony H
    happy st georges day..........

    > Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
    > Or close the wall up with our English dead.
    > In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
    > As modest stillness and humility:
    > But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
    > Then imitate the action of the tiger;
    > Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
    > Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
    > Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
    > Let pry through the portage of the head
    > Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
    > As fearfully as doth a galled rock
    > O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
    > Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
    > Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
    > Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
    > To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
    > Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
    > Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
    > Have in these parts from morn till even fought
    > And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
    > Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
    > That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
    > Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
    > And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
    > Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
    > The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
    > That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
    > For there is none of you so mean and base,
    > That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
    > I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
    > Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
    > Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
    > Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'
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