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Is it, then, to betray fear in enterprise,—already worn with the toils, and
find in the play of King Henry IV. that Shakspeare never once thought of calling Bellona the wife of Mars:—
"Ver. The Earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong,
Is marching hitherwards; with him, Prince John.
Hot. No harm: what more?
Ver. And further, I have learn'd,
The King himself in person is set forth,
Or hitherwards intended speedily,
With strong and mighty preparation.
Hot. He shall be welcome too. Where is his son,
The nimble-footed mad-cap Prince of Wales,
And his comrades, that daff'd the world aside,
And bid it pass?
Ver. All furnished, all in arms;
All plum'd like estridges, that with the wind
Bated, like eagles having lately bath'd;
Glittering in golden coats, like images;
As fall of spirit, as the month of May,
