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Wherewith already France is over-run.
Enter a third Messenger. 3 Mess. My gracious lords, to add to your laments, Wherewith you now bedew king Henry's hearse, I must inform you of a dismal fight, Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French.
Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame ? is 't so?
3 Mess. O! no; wherein lord Talbot was o'erthrown:
Bed. Is Talbot slain ? then, I will slay myself,
1 vaward : in f. e.
Unto his dastard foe-men is betray'd.
3 Mess. O, no! he lives : but is took prisoner, And lord Scales with him, and lord Hungerford : Most of the rest slaughter'd, or took, likewise.
Bed. His ransom, there is none but I shall pay.
3 Mess. So you had need; for Orleans is besieg d.
Exe. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry sworn, Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, Or bring him in obedience to your yoke.
Bed. I do remember it; and here take my leave, To go about my preparation.
(Exit. Glo. I'll to the Tower, with all the haste I can, To view th' artillery and munition; And then I will proclaim young Henry king. [Erit.
Exe. To Eltham will I, where the young king is, Being ordain'd his special governor ; And for his safety there I'll best devise. Erit.
Win. Each hath his place and function to attend : I am left out; for me nothing remains. But long I will not be Jack-out-of-office; The king from Eltham I intend to steal, And sit at chiefest stern of public weal. [Exit
SCENE II.-France. Before Orleans. Flourish. Enter CHARLES, with his Forces; ALENÇON,
REIGNIER, and others. Char. Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens, So in the earth, to this day is not known." Late did he shine upon the English side; Now we are victors, upon us he smiles.
2 send : in f. e. 3 This circumstance is men
1 make : in f. e. tioned in other writers of the time.
What towns of any moment but we have ?
Reig. Let 's raise the siege. Why live we idly here?
Char. Sound, sound alarum ! we will rush on them, Now, for the honour of the forborneo French ! Him I forgive my death that killeth me. When he sees me go back one foot, or flee." Ereunt.
Alarums ; Excursions ; afterwards a Retreat, Re-enter CHARLES, ALENÇON, REIGNIER, and others.
Char. Who ever saw the like? what men have I !Dogs! cowards ! dastards !- I would ne'er have fled, But that they left me 'midst my enemies.
Reig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide;
Alen. Froissart, a countryman of ours, records,
slaves, And hunger will enforce them be more eager: Of old I know them; rather with their teeth The walls they 'll tear down, than forsake the siege.
Reig. I think, by some odd gimmals or device, Their arms are set like clocks still to strike on; 1 otherwhiles: in f. e. 3 forlorn : in f. e. 3 fly: in f. e.
Else ne'er could they hold out so, as they do.
Enter the Bastard of Orleans.
for him. Char. Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us. Bast. Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer
try her skill,
[Retires. Enter LA PUCELLE, Bastard of Orleans, and others. Reig. Fair maid, is 't thou wilt do these wond'rous
feats ? Puc. Reignier, is 't thou that thinkest to beguile me? Where is the Dauphin ?-Come, come from behind ; I know thee well, though never seen before. Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me: In private will I talk with thee apart.Stand back, my lords, and give us leave awhile. Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first dash.
[They retire. Puc. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daughter, My wit untrain'd in any kind of art. Heaven and our gracious Lady? hath it pleas'd To shine on my contemptible estate : Lo! whilst I waited on my tender lambs, And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks, i Not in f. e. our Lady gracious : in f. e.
God's mother deigned to appear to me;
Char. Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high terms.
Puc. I am prepar’d. Here is my keen-edg’d sword, Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each side ; The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's churchyard, Out of a great deal of old iron I chose forth.
Char. Then, come o' God's name: I fear no woman. Puc. And, while I live, I'll ne'er fly from no man.
[They fight. Char. Stay, stay thy hands! thou art an Amazon, And fightest with the sword of Deborah.
Puc. Christ's mother helps me, else I were too weak.
Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must help me. Impatiently I burn with thy desire ; My heart and hands thou hast at once subdued. Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so, Let me thy servant, and not sovereign, be: 'T is the French Dauphin sueth thus to thee.
Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, For my profession 's sacred from above: When I have chased all thy foes from hence, Then will I think upon a recompense.
Char. Mean time look gracious on thy prostrate thrall. Reig. My lord, methinks, is very long in talk.
[They talk apart." I otherwise : in f. e. ' in you : not in f.e. Not in f. e..