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    [post_date] => 2015-10-28 16:51:24
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    [post_content] => Owre kynge went forth to Normandy,
With grace and myyt of chivalry;
The God for hym wrouyt marvelously,
Wherefore Englonde may calle, and cry

Refrain
Deo gratias Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria.
He sette a sege, the sothe for to say, To Harflue toune with ryal aray; That toune he wan, and made a fray, That Fraunce shall rywe tyl domes day. Then went owre kynge, with alle his oste, Thorowe Fraunce for all the Frenshe boste; He spared 'for' drede of leste, ne most, Tyl he come to Agincourt coste. Than for sothe that knyyt comely In Agincourt feld he fauyt manly Thorow grace of God most myyty He had bothe the felde, and the victory Ther dukys, and erlys, lorde and barone, Were take, and slayne, and that wel sone, And some were ledde in to Lundone With joye, and merthe, and grete renone Noe gratious God he save owre kynge, His peple, and all his wel wyllynge, Gef him gode lyfe, and gode endynge, That we with merth mowe savely syng [post_title] => The Agincourt Carol [post_excerpt] => [post_status] => publish [comment_status] => closed [ping_status] => closed [post_password] => [post_name] => the-agincourt-carol [to_ping] => [pinged] => [post_modified] => 2016-07-18 15:14:32 [post_modified_gmt] => 2016-07-18 15:14:32 [post_content_filtered] => [post_parent] => 0 [guid] => http://poetrysociety.org.uk/?post_type=poems&p=16296 [menu_order] => 0 [post_type] => poems [post_mime_type] => [comment_count] => 0 [filter] => raw [meta_data] => stdClass Object ( [wpcf-published-in] => [wpcf-date-published] => [wpcf-summary-description] => The Agincourt Carol was written by an unknown author (or authors) to celebrate Henry V's victory at the Battle of Agincourt in 1415. There are currently two known published versions of this carol, one of which is held by Trinity College, Cambridge, and the other by the Bodleian Library in Oxford. [wpcf-rights-information] => [wpcf-poem-award] => [wpcf_pr_belongs] => ) )
	
	

The Agincourt Carol

Owre kynge went forth to Normandy,
With grace and myyt of chivalry;
The God for hym wrouyt marvelously,
Wherefore Englonde may calle, and cry

Refrain
Deo gratias
Deo gratias
Anglia redde pro victoria.

He sette a sege, the sothe for to say,
To Harflue toune with ryal aray;
That toune he wan, and made a fray,
That Fraunce shall rywe tyl domes day.

Then went owre kynge, with alle his oste,
Thorowe Fraunce for all the Frenshe boste;
He spared ‘for’ drede of leste, ne most,
Tyl he come to Agincourt coste.

Than for sothe that knyyt comely
In Agincourt feld he fauyt manly
Thorow grace of God most myyty
He had bothe the felde, and the victory

Ther dukys, and erlys, lorde and barone,
Were take, and slayne, and that wel sone,
And some were ledde in to Lundone
With joye, and merthe, and grete renone

Noe gratious God he save owre kynge,
His peple, and all his wel wyllynge,
Gef him gode lyfe, and gode endynge,
That we with merth mowe savely syng