Tal. Hear, hear, how dying Salisbury doth groan ! Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels, And then we'll try what dastard Frenchmen dare. SCENE V. Here an Alarum again; and TALBOT pursueth the Dauphin, and driveth him: then enter JOAN LA PUCELLE, driving Englishmen before her. Then enter TALBOT. Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and my force? Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them; 530 A woman, clad in armour, chaseth them. Enter LA PUCELLE. Here, here she comes :-I'll have a bout with thee; Blood will I draw on thee, thou art a witch, thee. Tal. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail? My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage, And And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder, 540 Pucel. Talbot, farewel; thy hour is not yet come : I must go victual Orleans forthwith. [A short Alarum. Then enters the Town with Soldiers. O'ertake me if thou canst; I scorn thy strength. Go, go, cheer up thy hunger-starved men; Help Salisbury to make his testament : This day is ours, as many more shall be. [Exit PUCELLE. Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel; I know not where I am, nor what I do: A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal, Drives back our troops, and conquers as she lists: 550 560 [Alarum. Here another Skirmish. It will not be:-Retire into your trenches : |