O, no, forbear! for that which we have fled
During the life, let us not wrong it dead.
Enter Sir William LUCY, attended; Herald of the French preceding
Herald, conduct me to the Dauphin's tent,
To know who hath obtained the glory of the day.
On what submissive message art thou sent?
Submission, Dauphin! 'tis a mere French word;
We English warriors wot not what it means.
I come to
know what prisoners thou hast ta'en
And to survey the bodies of the dead.
For prisoners ask'st thou? hell our prison is.
But tell me whom thou seek'st.
But where's the great Alcides of the field,
Valiant Lord Talbot, Earl of Shrewsbury,
Created, for his rare
success in arms,
Great Earl of Washford, Waterford and Valence;
Lord Talbot of Goodrig and Urchinfield,
Strange of Blackmere, Lord Verdun of Alton,
Lord Cromwell of Wingfield, Lord Furnival of Sheffield,
thrice-victorious Lord of Falconbridge;
Knight of the noble order of Saint George,
Worthy Saint Michael
and the Golden Fleece;
Great marshal to Henry the Sixth
Of all his wars within the realm of France?
JOAN LA PUCELLE
Here is a silly stately style indeed!
The Turk, that two and fifty kingdoms hath,
Writes not so tedious a
style as this.
Him that thou magnifiest with all these titles
Stinking and fly-blown lies here at our feet.
Is Talbot slain, the Frenchmen's only scourge,
Your kingdom's terror and black Nemesis?
O, were mine
eyeballs into bullets turn'd,
That I in rage might shoot them at your faces!
O, that I could but call these
dead to life!
It were enough to fright the realm of France:
Were but his picture left amongst you here,
would amaze the proudest of you all.
Give me their bodies, that I may bear them hence
And give them
burial as beseems their worth.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
I think this upstart is old Talbot's ghost,
He speaks with such a proud commanding spirit.
For God's sake
let him have 'em; to keep them here,
They would but stink, and putrefy the air.
Go, take their bodies hence.
I'll bear them hence; but from their ashes shall be rear'd
A phoenix that shall make all France afeard.
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