2002Turne on the bloody Hounds with heads of Steele,

2003And make the Cowards stand aloofe at bay:

2004Sell euery man his life as deere as mine,

2005And they shall finde deere Deere of vs my Friends.

2006God, and S. George, Talbot and Englands right,

2007Prosper our Colours in this dangerous fight.

2010 Yorke. Are not the speedy scouts return'd againe,

2011That dog'd the mighty Army of the Dolphin?

2012 Mess. They are return'd my Lord, and giue it out,

2013That he is march'd to Burdeaux with his power

2014To fight with Talbot as he march'd along.

2015By your espyals were discouered

2016Two mightier Troopes then that the Dolphin led,

2017Which ioyn'd with him, and made their march for (Burdeaux

2018 Yorke. A plague vpon that Villaine Somerset,

2019That thus delayes my promised supply

2020Of horsemen, that were leuied for this siege.

2021Renowned Talbot doth expect my ayde,

2022And I am lowted by a Traitor Villaine,

2023And cannot helpe the noble Cheualier:

2024God comfort him in this necessity:

2025If he miscarry, farewell Warres in France.

2027 2. Mes. Thou Princely Leader of our English strength,

2028Neuer so needfull on the earth of France,

2029Spurre to the rescue of the Noble Talbot,

2030Who now is girdled with a waste of Iron,

2031And hem'd about with grim destruction:

2032To Burdeaux warlike Duke, to Burdeaux Yorke,

2033Else farwell Talbot, France, and Englands honor.

2034 Yorke. O God, that Somerset who in proud heart

2035Doth stop my Cornets, were in Talbots place,

2036So should wee saue a valiant Gentleman,

2037By forfeyting a Traitor, and a Coward:

2038Mad ire, and wrathfull fury makes me weepe,

2039That thus we dye, while remisse Traitors sleepe.

2040 Mes. O send some succour to the distrest Lord.

2041 Yorke. He dies, we loose: I breake my warlike word:

2042We mourne, France smiles: We loose, they dayly get,

2043All long of this vile Traitor Somerset.

2044 Mes. Then God take mercy on braue Talbots soule,

2045And on his Sonne yong Iohn, who two houres since,

2046I met in trauaile toward his warlike Father;

2047This seuen yeeres did not Talbot see his sonne,

2048And now they meete where both their liues are done.

2049 Yorke. Alas, what ioy shall noble Talbot haue,

2050To bid his yong sonne welcome to his Graue:

2051Away, vexation almost stoppes my breath,

2052That sundred friends greete in the houre of death.

2053Lucie farewell, no more my fortune can,

2054But curse the cause I cannot ayde the man.

2055Maine, Bloys, Poytiers, and Toures, are wonne away,

2056Long all of Somerset, and his delay. Exit

2057 Mes. Thus while the Vulture of sedition,

2058Feedes in the bosome of such great Commanders,

2059Sleeping neglection doth betray to losse:

2060The Conquest of our scarse-cold Conqueror,

2061That euer-liuing man of Memorie,

2062Henrie the fift: Whiles they each other crosse,

2063Liues, Honours, Lands, and all, hurrie to losse.

2065 Som. It is too late, I cannot send them now:

2066This expedition was by Yorke and Talbot,

2067Too rashly plotted. All our generall force,

2068Might with a sally of the very Towne

2069Be buckled with: the ouer-daring Talbot

2070Hath sullied all his glosse of former Honor

2071By this vnheedfull, desperate, wilde aduenture:

2072Yorke set him on to fight, and dye in shame,

2073That Talbot dead, great Yorke might beare the name.

2074 Cap. Heere is Sir William Lucie, who with me

2075Set from our ore-matcht forces forth for ayde.

2076 Som. How now Sir William, whether were you sent?

2077 Lu. Whether my Lord, from bought & sold L. Talbot,

2078Who ring'd about with bold aduersitie,

2079Cries out for noble Yorke and Somerset,

2080To beate assayling death from his weake Regions,

2081And whiles the honourable Captaine there

2082Drops bloody swet from his warre-wearied limbes,

2083And in aduantage lingring lookes for rescue,

2084You his false hopes, the trust of Englands honor,

2085Keepe off aloofe with worthlesse emulation:

2086Let not your priuate discord keepe away

2087The leuied succours that should lend him ayde,

2088While he renowned Noble Gentleman

2089Yeeld vp his life vnto a world of oddes.

2090Orleance the Bastard, Charles, Burgundie,

2091Alanson, Reignard, compasse him about,

2092And Talbot perisheth by your default.

2093 Som. Yorke set him on, Yorke should haue sent him

2094 ayde.

2095 Luc. And Yorke as fast vpon your Grace exclaimes,

2096Swearing that you with-hold his leuied hoast,

2097Collected for this expidition.

2098 Som. York lyes: He might haue sent, & had the Horse:

2099I owe him little Dutie, and lesse Loue,

2100And take foule scorne to fawne on him by sending.

2101 Lu. The fraud of England, not the force of France,

2102Hath now intrapt the Noble-minded Talbot:

2103Neuer to England shall he beare his life,

2104But dies betraid to fortune by your strife.

2105 Som. Come go, I will dispatch the Horsemen strait:

2106Within sixe houres, they will be at his ayde.

2107 Lu. Too late comes rescue, he is tane or slaine,

2108For flye he could not, if he would haue fled:

2109And flye would Talbot neuer though he might.

2110 Som. If he be dead, braue Talbot then adieu.

2111 Lu. His Fame liues in the world. His Shame in you.

2114 Tal. O yong Iohn Talbot, I did send for thee

2115To tutor thee in stratagems of Warre,

2116That Talbots name might be in thee reuiu'd,

2117When saplesse Age, and weake vnable limbes

2118Should bring thy Father to his drooping Chaire.

2119But O malignant and ill-boading Starres,

2120Now thou art come vnto a Feast of death,

2121A terrible and vnauoyded danger:

2122Therefore deere Boy, mount on my swiftest horse,

2123And Ile direct thee how thou shalt escape

2124By sodaine flight. Come, dally not, be gone.

2125 Iohn. Is my name Talbot? and am I your Sonne?