Henry VI, Part 1 (Folio 1, 1623)
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Actus Secundus. Scena Prima.
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Enter a Sergeant of a Band, with two Sentinels.
¶ Ser. Sirs, take your places, and be vigilant:
¶If any noyse or Souldier you perceiue
¶Let vs haue knowledge at the Court of Guard.
¶(When others sleepe vpon their quiet beds)
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Enter Talbot, Bedford, and Burgundy, with scaling
¶ Tal. Lord Regent, and redoubted Burgundy,
¶By whose approach, the Regions of Artoys,
¶Wallon, and Picardy, are friends to vs:
¶This happy night, the Frenchmen are secure,
690Hauing all day carows'd and banquetted,
¶Embrace we then this opportunitie,
¶As fitting best to quittance their deceite,
¶Contriu'd by Art, and balefull Sorcerie.
¶ Bed. Coward of France, how much he wrongs his fame,
695Dispairing of his owne armes fortitude,
¶To ioyne with Witches, and the helpe of Hell.
¶ Bur. Traitors haue neuer other company.
¶But what's that Puzell whom they tearme so pure?
¶If vnderneath the Standard of the French
¶She carry Armour, as she hath begun.
¶That we do make our entrance seuerall wayes:
710That if it chance the one of vs do faile,
¶ Bed. Agreed; Ile to yond corner.
¶ Bur. And I to this.
¶ Tal. And heere will Talbot mount, or make his graue.
715Now Salisbury, for thee and for the right
¶How much in duty, I am bound to both.
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Cry, S. George, A Talbot.
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The French leape ore the walles in their shirts. Enter
725 Reig. 'Twas time (I trow) to wake and leaue our beds,
¶Hearing Alarums at our Chamber doores.
¶Nere heard I of a warlike enterprize
¶More venturous, or desperate then this.
730 Bast. I thinke this Talbot be a Fiend of Hell.
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Enter Charles and Ioane.
735 Charl. Is this thy cunning, thou deceitfull Dame?
¶Make vs partakers of a little gayne,
¶ Ioane. Wherefore is Charles impatient with his friend?
740At all times will you haue my Power alike?
¶Or will you blame and lay the fault on me?
¶Improuident Souldiors, had your Watch been good,
¶That being Captaine of the Watch to Night,
¶Did looke no better to that weightie Charge.
¶As that whereof I had the gouernment,
¶Within her Quarter, and mine owne Precinct,
¶About relieuing of the Centinels.
760But weakely guarded, where the breach was made:
¶And lay new Plat-formes to endammage them.
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Exeunt._
765
Alarum. Enter a Souldier, crying, a Talbot, a Talbot:
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they flye, leauing their Clothes behind.
¶The Cry of Talbot serues me for a Sword,
¶For I haue loaden me with many Spoyles,
770Vsing no other Weapon but his Name.
Exit.
