:02:09
Oh, for a muse of fire...
:02:13
that would ascend thebrightest heaven of invention.
:02:40
A kingdom for a stage,
:02:43
princes to act...
:02:45
and monarchs to beholdthe swelling scene.
:02:51
Then should the warlike harry,like himself,
:02:54
assume the port of Mars...
:02:56
and at his heels,leashed in like hounds,
:02:59
should famine, sword and firecrouch for employment.
:03:04
But pardon, gentles all,
:03:08
the flat, unraised spirits...
:03:11
that have daredon this unworthy scaffold...
:03:14
to bring forthso great an object.
:03:18
Can this cockpit holdthe vasty fields of France
:03:22
or may we cramwithin this wooden "o"...
:03:26
the very casques that did affrightthe air at Agincourt?
:03:30
Oh, pardon.
:03:33
Let us, ciphersto this great account,
:03:35
on your imaginary forces work.
:03:38
For it is your thoughtsthat now must deck our kings,
:03:41
carry them here, there,jumping o'er times,
:03:44
turning the accomplishment ofmany years into an hourglass.
:03:49
For the which supply,admit me, chorus, to this history,
:03:54
who, prologue-like,
:03:57
your humble patience pray...
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