Porter, remember what I gave in charge,

2.3.2837And when you have done so, bring the keys to me.

Madam, I will.

The plot is laid. If all things fall out right,

2.3.5840I shall as famous be by this exploit

2.3.6841As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus' death.

2.3.7842Great is the rumor of this dreadful knight,

2.3.8843And his achievements of no less account.

2.3.9844Fain would mine eyes be witness with mine ears,

2.3.10845To give their censure of these rare reports.

Madam, according as your ladyship desired,

2.3.12848By message craved, so is Lord Talbot come.

And he is welcome. What, is this the man?

Madam, it is.

Is this the scourge of France?

2.3.16852Is this the Talbot, so much feared abroad

2.3.17853That with his name the mothers still their babes?

2.3.18854I see report is fabulous and false.

2.3.19855I thought I should have seen some Hercules,

2.3.20856A second Hector, for his grim aspect

2.3.21857And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs.

2.3.22858Alas, this is a child, a silly dwarf.

2.3.23859It cannot be this weak and writhlèd shrimp

2.3.24860Should strike such terror to his enemies.

Madam, I have been bold to trouble you.

2.3.26862But since your ladyship is not at leisure,

2.3.27863I'll sort some other time to visit you.

2.3.28.1 [To Messenger.] What means he now?

2.3.29865Go ask him whither he goes?

Stay, my Lord Talbot, for my lady craves

2.3.31867To know the cause of your abrupt departure.

Marry, for that she's in a wrong belief,

2.3.33869I go to certify her Talbot's here.

If thou be he, then art thou prisoner.

Prisoner? To whom?

To me, bloodthirsty lord;

2.3.37874And for that cause I trained thee to my house.

2.3.38875Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me,

2.3.39876For in my gallery thy picture hangs;

2.3.40877But now the substance shall endure the like,

2.3.41878And I will chain these legs and arms of thine

2.3.42879That hast by tyranny these many years

2.3.43880Wasted our country, slain our citizens,

2.3.44881And sent our sons and husbands captivate.

Ha, ha, ha!

Laughest, thou wretch?

2.3.47884Thy mirth shall turn to moan.

I laugh to see your ladyship so fond

2.3.49886To think that you have aught but Talbot's shadow

2.3.50887Whereon to practice your severity.

Why? Art not thou the man?

I am indeed.

Then have I substance too.

No, no, I am but shadow of myself.

2.3.55892You are deceived; my substance is not here.

2.3.56893For what you see is but the smallest part

2.3.57894And least proportion of humanity.

2.3.58895I tell you madam, were the whole frame here,

2.3.59896It is of such a spacious lofty pitch

2.3.60897Your roof were not sufficient to contain't.

This is a riddling merchant for the nonce.

2.3.62899He will be here, and yet he is not here.

2.3.63900How can these contrarieties agree?

That will I show you presently.

2.3.65904How say you, madam? Are you now persuaded

2.3.66905That Talbot is but shadow of himself?

2.3.67906These are his substance, sinews, arms, and strength,

2.3.68907With which he yoketh your rebellious necks,

2.3.69908Razeth your cities and subverts your towns,

2.3.70909And in a moment makes them desolate.

Victorious Talbot, pardon my abuse.

2.3.72911I find thou art no less than fame hath bruited,

2.3.73912And more than may be gathered by thy shape.

2.3.74913Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath,

2.3.75914For I am sorry, that with reverence

2.3.76915I did not entertain thee as thou art.

Be not dismayed, fair lady, nor misconster

2.3.78917The mind of Talbot, as you did mistake

2.3.79918The outward composition of his body.

2.3.80919What you have done hath not offended me;

2.3.81920Nor other satisfaction do I crave

2.3.82921But only, with your patience, that we may

2.3.83922Taste of your wine and see what cates you have,

2.3.84923For soldiers' stomachs always serve them well.

With all my heart; and think me honorèd

2.3.86925To feast so great a warrior in my house.