“Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliverOur puissance into the hand of God,Putting it straight in expedition.Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance:No king of England, if not king of France.”

“Cheerily to sea; the signs of war advance:No king of England, if not king of France”

“Of France and England, did this king succeed;Whose state so many had the managing.That they lost France and made his England bleed.”

“Let it crumble! Let the rocks revile me and flowers wilt at my coming. Your whole universe is not enough to prove me wrong. You are the king of gods, king of stones and stars, king of the waves of the sea. But you are not the king of man.”

“in that small [time] most greatly lived this star of England:Fortune made his sword, By which the world's best garden he achiev'dAnd left it to his son imperial lord.Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd Kingof France and England did this King succeed;Whose state so many of had the managing,That they lost France and made his England bleed.”

“Let me get it straight. Your father was king. You were his only son. Your father dies. You are of age. Your uncle becomes king.""Yes.""Unorthodox.”