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God speed the parliament! who shall be the speaker ?
Tal. Dare ye come forth, and meet us in the field?
Pucel. Belike, your lordship takes us then for fools,
To try if that our own be ours, or no.

Tal. I speak not to that railing Hecate,
But unto thee, Alençon, and the rest;
Will ye, like soldiers, come and fight it out?
Alen. Signor, no. >

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Tal. Signor, hang !-base muletteers of France ! Like peasant foot-boys do they keep the walls, And dare not take up arms like gentlemen.

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Pucel. Captains, away: let's get us from the walls ; For Talbot means no goodness, by his looks.

God be wi' you, my lord! we came, sir, but to tell

you

That we are here.

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[Exeunt from the Walls.

Tal. And there will we be too, ere it be long,

Or else reproach be Talbot's greatest fame !-
Vow, Burgundy, by honour of thy house

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(Prick'd on by publick wrongs, sustain'd in France),
Either to get the town again, or die:
And I-as sure as English Henry lives,
And as his father here was conqueror ;
As sure as in this late-betrayed town
Great Cœur-de-lion's heart was buried ;
So sure I swear, to get the town, or die.

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Burg. My vows are equal partners with thy vows. Tal. But, ere we go, regard this dying prince, The valiant duke of Bedford :-Come, my lord, We will bestow you in some better place,

Fitter

Fitter for sickness, and for crazy age.

Bed. Lord Talbot, do not so dishonour me: Here will I sit before the walls of Roan,

And will be partner of your weal, or woe.

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Burg. Courageous Bedford, let us now persuade you.

Bed. Not to be gone from hence; for once I read, That stout Pendragon, in his litter, sick, Came to the field, and vanquished his foes: Methinks, I should revive the soldiers' hearts, Because I ever found them as myself. ›

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Tal. Undaunted spirit in a dying breast!

Then be it so :-Heavens keep old Bedford safe ;-
And now no more ado, brave Burgundy,' »
But gather we our forces out of hand,

And set upon our boasting enemy. .

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[Exeunt BURGUNDY, TALBOT, and Forces.

An Alarum: Excursions. Enter Sir JOHN FASTOLFE, and a Captain.

Cap. Whither away, Sir John Fastolffe, in such

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Fast. Whither away? to save myself by flight; We are like to have the overthrow again.

Cap. What will you fly, and leave lord Talbot? Fast. Ay,

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[Exit.

All the Talbots in the world, to save my life.
Cap. Cowardly knight! ill fortune follow thee!

[Exit.

Retreat :

Retreat: Excursions.

PUCELLE, ALENÇON, and

Dauphin fly.

Bed. Now, quiet soul, depart when heaven shall

please;

For I have seen our enemies' overthrow.

What is the trust or strength of foolish man?
They, that of late were daring with their scoffs,
Are glad and fain by flight to save themselves.

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[Dies, and is carried off in his Chair.

An Alarum: Enter TALBOT, BURGUNDY, and the rest.
Tal. Lost, and recover'd in a day again!
This is a double honour, Burgundy :→
Yet, heavens have glory for this victory!

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Burg. Warlike and martial Talbot, Burgundy Enshrines thee in his heart; and there erects Thy noble deeds, as valour's monument.

Tal. Thanks, gentle duke. But where is Pucelle now? vn

I think, her old familiar is asleep :

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Now where's the bastard's braves, and Charles his

gleeks?

What, all a-mort? Roan hangs her head for grief,

That such a valiant company are fled.

Now will we take some order in the town,

Placing therein some expert officers;

And then depart to Paris, to the king ;

For there young Henry, with his nobles, lies.

Burg. What wills lord Talbot, pleaseth Burgundy.

Tal.

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Tal. But yet, before we go, let's not forget The noble duke of Bedford, late deceas'd,

But see his exequies fulfill'd in Roan;
A braver soldier never couched lance,

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A gentler heart did never sway in court:
But kings, and mightiest potentates, must die;
For that's the end of human misery.

SCENE III.

[Exeunt.

The same. The Plain near the City. Enter the Dauphin,
Bastard, ALENÇON, and JOAN LA PUCELLE.

Puccl. Dismay not, princes, at this accident,
Nor grieve that Roan is so recovered:
Care is no cure, but rather corrosive,

For things that are not to be remedy'd.
Let frantic Talbot triumph for a while,
And like a peacock sweep along his tail;
We'll pull his plumes, and take away his train,
If Dauphin, and the rest, will be but rul'd.

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Dau. We have been guided by thee hitherto, And of thy cunning had no diffidence ; One sudden foil shall never breed distrust. Bast. Search out thy wit for secret policies, And we will make thee famous through the world. Alen. We'll set thy statue in some holy place, And have thee reverenc'd like a blessed saint; Employ thee then, sweet virgin, for our good. Pucel. Then thus it must be; this doth Joan devise:

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By

By fair persuasions, mix'd with sugar'd words,
We will entice the duke of Burgundy

To leave the Talbot, and to follow us.

Dau. Ay, marry, sweeting, if we could do that,
France were no place for Henry's warriors;
Nor should that nation boast it so with us,

But be extirped from our provinces.

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Alen. For ever should they be expuls'd from France, And not have title of an earldom here.

Pucel. Your honours shall perceive how I will work, To bring this matter to the wished end.

[Drum beats afar off. Hark by the sound of drum, you may perceive Their powers are marching unto Paris-ward.

[Here beat an English March.

There goes the Talbot, with his colours spread;
And all the troops of English after him.

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[French March. Now, in the rereward, comes the duke, and his; Fortune, in favour, makes him lag behind. Summon a parley, we will talk with him.

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[Trumpets sound a Parley.

Enter the Duke of BURGUNDY, marching.

Dau. A parley with the duke of Burgundy.
Burg. Who craves a parley with the Burgundy?
Pucel. The princely Charles of France, thy country-

man.

Burg. What say'st thou, Charles? for I am march

ing hence,

Dau.

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