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King Henry the Sixth, V. iii

We shall to London get, where you are lov'd,

And where this breach now in our fortunes made

May readily be stopp'd.

Clif. But that my heart's on future mischief set,

I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly;

But fly you must: uncurable discomfit

Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts.

Away, for your relief! and we will live

To see their day and them our fortune give.

Away, my lord, away!

York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him,

That winter lion, who in rage forgets

Aged contusions and all brush of time,

And, like a gallant in the brow of youth,

Repairs him with occasion? this happy day

Is not itself, nor have we won one foot,

If Salisbury be lost.

Rich.My noble father,

Three times to-day I holp him to his horse,

Three times bestrid him; thrice I led him off,

Persuaded him from any further act:

 86 discomfit: discouragement

87 all parts: all of our party here

89 their day: a day of victory like theirs

them give: impose on them a misfortune like this of ours

 2 winter: aged

3 brush: wear and tear

4 brow: forefront

5 Repairs occasion: grows more vigorous as he is called upon to exert himself

9 bestrid: stood over, to defend him when prostrate 