Since there ’s no helpe,—come, let us kisse and parte,
  Nay, I have done,—you get no more of me;
And I am glad,—yea, glad with all my hearte,
  That thus so cleanly I myselfe can free.
Shake hands forever!—cancel all our vows;
  And when we meet at any...

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fair stood the wind for France,
When we our sails advance,
Nor now to prove our chance
    Longer will tarry;
But putting to the main,
At Kause, the mouth of Seine,
With all his martial train,
    Landed King Harry,

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