.Then mounte! Then mounte, brave gallants, all,
And don your helmes amaine:
Deathe's couriers, Fame and Honor, call
Us to the field againe.
No shrewish tears shall fill our eye
When the sword hilt's in our hand,
Heart-whole we'll part and no whit sighe
For the fayrest of the .
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