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Before Bourdeaux.
[Enter TALBOT, with trump and drum]
TALBOT
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Go to | the gates | of Bour|deaux trump/eter,
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Summon | their gen|eral | unto | the wall.
[Trumpet sounds. Enter General and others, aloft]
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English John Talbot (captains) calls you forth,
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Servant in | arms to | Harry | King of | England,
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And thus | he would.| Open | your cit|y gates,
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Be hum|ble to | us, call | my sove|reign yours,
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And do | him hom|age as o|bedient | subjects,
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And I'll | withdraw | me, and | my blood|y power.
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But if | you frown | upon | this prof|fered
peace,
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You tempt | the fu|ry of my | three at|tendants,
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Lean famine, quart|ering steel,| and climb|ing
fire,
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Who in | a mo|ment, ev|en with | the earth,
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Shall^lay | your state|ly, and / air-brav|ing
towers,
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If you | forsake | the of|fer of | their love.
GENERAL
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Thou om|inous | and fear|ful owl | of death,
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Our na|tion's ter|ror, and | their blood|y
scourge,
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The per|iod of | thy tyr|anny | approach||eth,
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On | us thou canst | not ent|er but | by death:
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For I | protest | we are / well fort|ified,
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And strong | enough | to is|sue out | and
fight.
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If thou | retire,| the Dauph|in well |
appoint||ed,
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Stands | with the snares | of war | to tang|le
thee.
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On eith|er hand | thee, there | are squad|rons
pitched,
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To wall | thee from | the lib|erty | of flight;
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And no | way canst | thou turn | thee for |
redress,
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But death | doth front | thee with | appar|ent
spoil,
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And pale | destruc|tion meets | thee in | the
face:
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Ten^thous|and French | have tane | the sac|rament,
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To rive | their dang|erous | artil|lery
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Upon | no Chris|tian soul | but Eng|lish
Tal||bot:
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Lo,| there thou | standst a | breathing | valiant
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Of an | invin|cible | uncon|quered spirit:
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This is | the lat|est glo|ry of | thy praise,
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That I | thy en|emy | due thee | withal:
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For ere | the glass | that now | begins | to run,
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Finish | the pro|cess of | his san|dy hour,
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These^eyes | that see | thee now | well colored,
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Shall see | thee with|ered, blood|y, pale | and
dead.
[Drum afar off]
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Hark hark, the Dauph|in's drum,| a warn|ing bell,
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Sings^hea|vy mus|ic to | thy tim|orous soul,
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And mine | shall ring | thy dire | depart|ure
out.
[Exeunt General, etc.]
TALBOT
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He fab|les not,| I hear | the en|emy:
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Out some | light horse/men, and | peruse | their
wings.
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O neg|ligent | and heed|less dis|cipline,
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How are | we parked | and bound|ed in | a pale?
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A lit|tle herd | of Eng|land's tim|orous deer,
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Mazed with | a yelp|ing ken|nel of / French curs.
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If we | be Eng|lish deer,| be then | in blood.
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Not ras|cal-like | to fall | down with | a pinch,
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But rath|er mood|y-mad:| and des|perate stags,
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Turn^on | the blood|y hounds | with heads | of
steel,
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And make | the cow|ards stand | aloof | at bay:
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Sell^eve|ry man | his life | as dear | as mine,
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And they | shall find | dear deer of us, | my
friends.
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God, and | Saint George, Tal|bot and Eng|land's
right,
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Pros|per our col|ors in | this dang|erous fight.
[Exeunt]