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Author: William Shakespeare
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Henry VI, Part 1 (Modern)

Enter [Lord] Talbot, [the Dukes of] Bedford [and] Burgundy [a Captain, and Soldiers].
Bedford
The day begins to break and night is fled,
Whose pitchy mantle overveiled the earth.
Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit.
Retreat [is sounded].
775Talbot
Bring forth the body of old Salisbury
And here advance it in the marketplace,
The middle cincture of this cursèd town.
[Exit one or more Soldiers.]
Now have I paid my vow unto his soul:
For every drop of blood was drawn from him
780There hath at least five Frenchmen died tonight.
And that hereafter ages may behold
What ruin happened in revenge of him,
Within their chiefest temple I'll erect
A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interred;
785Upon the which, that every one may read,
Shall be engraved the sack of Orléans,
The treacherous manner of his mournful death,
And what a terror he had been to France.
But, lords, in all our bloody massacre
790I muse we met not with the Dauphin's grace,
His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc,
Nor any of his false confederates.
Bedford
'Tis thought, Lord Talbot, when the fight began,
Roused on the sudden from their drowsy beds,
795They did amongst the troops of armèd men
Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field.
Burgundy
Myself, as far as I could well discern
For smoke and dusky vapors of the night,
Am sure I scared the Dauphin and his trull,
800When arm-in-arm they both came swiftly running,
Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves
That could not live asunder day or night.
After that things are set in order here,
We'll follow them with all the power we have.
805 Enter a Messenger.
Messenger
All hail, my lords. Which of this princely train
Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts
So much applauded through the realm of France?
Talbot
Here is the Talbot. Who would speak with him?
810Messenger
The virtuous lady, Countess of Auvergne,
With modesty admiring thy renown,
By me entreats, great lord, thou would'st vouchsafe
To visit her poor castle where she lies,
That she may boast she hath beheld the man
815Whose glory fills the world with loud report.
Burgundy
Is it even so? Nay, then I see our wars
Will turn unto a peaceful comic sport,
When ladies crave to be encountered with.
You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit.
820Talbot
Ne'er trust me then, for when a world of men
Could not prevail with all their oratory,
Yet hath a woman's kindness overruled.
And therefore tell her I return great thanks,
And in submission will attend on her.
825Will not your honors bear me company?
Bedford
No, truly, 'tis more than manners will.
And I have heard it said, "Unbidden guests
Are often welcomest when they are gone".
Talbot
Well then, alone, since there's no remedy,
830I mean to prove this lady's courtesy.
Come hither, captain.
Whispers.
You perceive my mind?
Captain
I do, my lord, and mean accordingly.
Exeunt [severally].