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Deo gracias, Anglia, redde pro victoria.
Our king went forth to Normandy
With grace and might of chivalry
There God for him wrought marv'lously,
Wherefore England may call and cry:
Deo gracias, Anglia, redde pro victoria.
He set a siege, forsooth to say,
To Harflu town with royal array
That town he won and made affray
That France shall rue til Domesday:
Deo gracias, Anglia, redde pro victoria.
Then went him forth, our king comely
In Agincourt field he fought manly
Through grace of God most marv'lously
He had both field and victory:
Deo gracias, Anglia, redde pro victoria.
There lordës, earlës and baron
Were slain and taken and that full soon,
And some were brought into London
With joy and bliss and great renown:
Deo gracias, Anglia, redde pro victoria.
Almighty God he keep our king,
His people, and all his well-willing,
And give them grace with-outen ending
Then may we call and safely sing:
Deo gracias, Anglia, redde pro victoria.
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