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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420055" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In A Dark Wood Wandering</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The moans and screams of dying men; <br>a scene and sound surreal.<br>The flower of French Chivalry<br>cut down by English steel.<br>English Harry has won this day<br>on this wet and muddy ground.<br>So many high born men laid low, <br>but I am still around.<br>It was my blood that ransomed me<br>when others’ blood was shed.<br>I am the Duke of Orleans.<br>A poet, some have said.<br>In the aftermath of battle; <br>wounded, left to bleed.<br>Sir Richard Waller found me<br>and attended to my needs.<br>So today I am his prisoner, <br>we’ll become friends in time.<br>Now I am bound for England<br>as a “guest” of the English crown.<br>We’d had the numbers and the strength<br>to bring proud Henry down.<br>His Yeoman archers turned the tide<br>on this awful muddy ground.<br>Beset by woods on either flank<br>No room to strike or move.<br>It was our Constables’ worst mistake<br>and the last, as time would prove<br>Like a dark and deadly rain they fell<br>out of a clear blue sky.<br>Here on the field of Agincourt<br>where Princes came to die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q>
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a scene and sound surreal.
The flower of French Chivalry
cut down by English steel.
English Harry has won this day
on this wet and muddy ground.
So many high born men laid low, 
but I am still around.
It was my..."></div>
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