Is in the very May-morn of his youth,
Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises.
Exe. (L.) Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth
Do all expect that you should rouse yourself,
As did the former lions of your blood.
West. (L.) They know your grace hath cause, and means and might:
So hath your highness;[13] never king of England
Had nobles richer and more loyal subjects,
Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England,
And lie pavilion’d in the fields of France.