And for my God, and for my lands, with you to live or die.
But well I know my frame is weak; what can a woman do?
Yet mine’s the spirit of a king, a king of England too!
Full scorn I think that any King, or any prince on earth,
Should dare to set his foot within the land that gave us birth!
So I will be your general, and mark each gallant deed,
And to the victors in the fight give each their fitting meed
So o’er the enemies of my God, and of this nation free,
The valour of your arms shall win a famous victory!”
But now my Lord of Effingham had made his cautious plan,