Battle of Agincourt

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I wrote this poem long ago so that the ink is faded upon the paper. Thanks to Booksie, I can now send it up.

Submitted: July 14, 2017

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Submitted: July 14, 2017



Henry the 5th landed in France

With many troops he took the chance

And besieged the town of Harfleur.

For weeks the people did not give in,

They held out even when there was no food within.


Finally, they had had enough,

The going became too rough.

Gates were opened, keys were handed over,

They had suffered enormously,

Being now controlled by the enemy.


Henry's soldiers became sickly

Many lay a-dying.

He had to act quickly,

He decided to move to Calais

He knew he must not delay.


The vanguard of the French were tracking,

Keeping track of Henry's movement.

They were planning to send him packing,

So they noted every where he went.


With over 25,000 troops they drew near,

Henry and his 6,000 had no real fear

They just marched on and went forth,

Until they draw near to Agincourt.


In a farmer's field the battle took place,

Both armies came face to face.

The ground was thick with mud,

Wet and horrible sod.


The English archers were so accurate,

They struck down many of the opposite,

Who were so clad in heavy kit

It all started at 11 am, now it was getting late.


The French Cavalry made a daring charge,

Hoping to gain victory

The English archers were not large,

But were very good in archer.


The French horses fell on the sharpened stakes,

Like lots of crumbled cakes.

The archers then put their bows away,

Went out with other weapons and made their day.


The French were defreated, they fell in heaps,

Smashed skulls, blood a-flowing.

There werew no seeds, but bodies for a -sowing.

In that French farmer's muddy field,

Bodies left to decay and to be seen

On that 25th October day 1415. 

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