ARCHBISHOP CHICHELY TO HENRY V.

“What beast in wilderness or cultured field

“The lively beauty of the leopard shows?

“What flower in meadow-ground or garden grows

“That to the towering lily doth not yield?

“Let both meet only on thy royal shield!

“Go forth, great King! claim what thy birth bestows;

“Conquer the Gallic lily which thy foes

“Dare to usurp;— thou hast a sword to wield,

“And Heaven will crown the right.” — The mitred Sire

Thus spake — and lo! a Fleet, for Gaul addrest,

Ploughs her bold course across the wondering seas;

For, sooth to say, ambition, in the breast

Of youthful heroes, is no sullen fire,

But one that leaps to meet the fanning breeze.