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I'll never trouble you, if I may fpy them.

Enter the Lords SALISBURY and TALBOT, with Sir W. GLANSDALE and Sir THOMAS Gargrave, on the Turrets.

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd!
How wert thou handled, being prifoner?
Or by what means got'ft thou to be releas'd?
Difcourfe, I pr'ythee, on this turret's top,
Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prifoner,
Call'd-the brave lord Ponton de Santrailles;
For him was I exchang'd and ransomed.
But with a bafer man of arms by far,

Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me:
Which I, difdaining, fcorn'd; and craved death
Rather than I would fo pill'd esteem'd.
In fine, redeem'd I was as I defir'd.

But, oh! the treacherous Faftolfe wounds my heart!
Whom with my bare fifts I would execute,
If I had now him brought into my power.
Sal. Yet tell thou not, how thou wert entertain'd.
Tal. With fcoffs, and scorns, and contumelious
In open market-place produc'd they me, [taunts.
To be a public fpectacle to all;

Here, faid they, is the terror of the French,
The feare-crow that affrights our children fo.
Then broke I from the officers that led me;
And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground,
To hurl at the beholders of my fhame.
My grifly countenance made others fly;
None durft come near, for fear of fudden death.
In iron walls they deem'd me not fecure;
So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread,
That they fuppos'd, I could rend bars of steel,

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And

Glo. Mayor, farewell: thou doft but what thou

may'st.

Win. Abominable Glofter! guard thy head; For I intend to have it, ere-long.

[Exeunt. Mayor. See the coaft clear'd, and then we will depart.

Good God! that nobles fhould fuch ftomachs bear! I myself fight not once in forty year.

SCENE IV. Orleans in France.

[Exeunt.

Enter the Mafter-Gunner of Orleans, and his Boy., M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'ft how Orleans is befieg'd;

And how the English have the fuburbs won.

Boy. Father, I know: and oft have fhot at them, Howe'er, unfortunate, I mifs'd my aim.

M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou rul’d
Chief mafter-gunner am I of this town; [by me:
Something I must do, to procure me grace.
The prince's fpials have informed me,

How the English, on the suburbs clofe entrench'd,
Went through a secret grate of iron bars
In yonder tower, to over-peer the city:
And thence difcover, how, with most advantage,
They may vex us, with fhot, or with affault.
To intercept this inconvenience,

A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd;
And fully even these three days have I watch'd,
If I could fee them: Now, boy, do thou watch;
For I can ftay no longer.

If thou spy'ft any, run and bring me word;
And thou fhalt find me at the governor's. [Exit.
Boy. Father, I warrant you; take you no care;

I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.

Enter the Lords SALISBURY and TALBOT, with Sir W. GLANSDALE and Sir THOMAS GARGRAVE, on the Turrets.

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd!
How wert thou handled, being prifoner?
Or by what means got'ft thou to be releas'd?
Difcourfe, I pr'ythee, on this turret's top,

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner,
Call'd-the brave lord Ponton de Santrailles ;
For him was I exchang'd and ransomed.
But with a bafer man of arms by far,

Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me:
Which I, difdaining, fcorn'd; and craved death
Rather than I would fo pill'd esteem'd.

In fine, redeem'd I was as I defir'd.

But, oh! the treacherous Faftolfe wounds my heart!
Whom with my bare fifts I would execute,
If I had now him brought into my power.

Sal. Yet tell'ftfthou not, how thou wert entertain'd. Tal. With fcoffs, and scorns, and contumelious market-place produc'd they me, [taunts. To be a public fpectacle to all;

In

open

Here, faid they, is the terror of the French,
The feare-crow that affrights our children fo.
Then broke I from the officers that led me;
And with my nails digg'd ftones out of the ground,
To hurl at the beholders of my fhame.
My grifly countenance made others fly;

None durft come near, for fear of fudden death.
In iron walls they deem'd me not fecure;
So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread,
That they fuppos'd, I could rend bars of steel,

C 2

And

Glo. Mayor, farewell: thou doft but what thou

may'st. Win. Abominable Glofter! guard thy head; For I intend to have it, ere long.

[Exeunt. Mayor. See the coaft clear'd, and then we will depart.

Good God! that nobles fhould fuch ftomachs bear! I myself fight not once in forty year.

SCENE IV. Orleans in France.

[Exeunt.

Enter the Mafter-Gunner of Orleans, and his Boy., M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'ft how Orleans is befieg'd;

And how the English have the suburbs won.
Boy. Father, I know: and oft have shot at them,
Howe'er, unfortunate, I mifs'd my aim.

M. Gun. But now thou fhalt not. Be thou rul'd
Chief mafter-gunner am I of this town; [by me:
Something I must do, to procure me grace.
The prince's fpials have informed me,

How the English, on the fuburbs clofe entrench'd,
Went through a secret grate of iron bars
In yonder tower, to over-peer the city:

And thence difcover, how, with moft advantage,
They may vex us, with fhot, or with affault.
To intercept this inconvenience,

A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd;
And fully even thefe three days have I watch'd,
If I could fee them: Now, boy, do thou watch;
For I can ftay no longer.

If thou spy'ft any, run and bring me word;
And thou fhalt find me at the governor's. [Exit.
Boy. Father, I warrant you; take you no care;

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