Alarums. Enter King Henry, Exeter, Bedford, Gloster, and Soldiers, R.H.
K. Hen. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead![6]
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!
On, on, you noble English,
Whose blood is fet[7] from fathers of war-proof!
And you, good yeomen,