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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 prisoner? Or by what means got'st thou to be releas’d? Discourse, 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 ranfomed. But with a baser man of arms by far, Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me: Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death Rather than I would lo pill'd esteem'd. In fine, redeem'd I was as I defir'd. But, oh! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart!

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bare fifts I would execute, I had now him brought into my power. Sal. Yet tell' tyhounot, how thou wertentertain'd. Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious open market-place produc'd they me, [taunts. To be a public spectacle to all ; Here

, said they, is the terror of the French, The scare-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 shame. My grisly countenance made others fly; None durst come near, for fear of sudden death. In iron walls they deem'd me not secure; So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread, That they suppos'd, I could rend bars of steel,

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Glo. Mayor, farewell : thou dost but what thou

may'st.

Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head ; For I intend to have it, ere-long. [Exeunt, Mayor. See the coast clear'd, and then we will

depart.Good God! that nobles should such stomachs bear! I myself fight not once in forty year. (Exeunt.

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SCENE IV. Orleans in France.

Enter the Master-Gunner of Orleans, and his Boy., M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is

besieg'd; And how the English have the suburbs won.

Boy. Father, I know: and oft have thot at them, Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss'd

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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 close entrench’d, Went through a secret grate of iron bars In yonder tower, to over-peer the city: And thence discover, how, with most advantage, They may vex us, with shot, or with assault. 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 see them: Now, boy, do thou watch ; For I can stay no longer. If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word; And thou shalt 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 prisoner? Or by what means got'lt thou to be releas'd ? Discourse, I pr'ythee, on this turret's top,

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner,
Calld—the brave lord Ponton de Santrailles ;
i For him was I exchang’d and ranfomed.
| But with a baser man of arms by far,

Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me:
Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death
Rather than I would so pill'd esteem'd.
In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir’d.
But, oh! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart!
Whom with my bare fists I would execute,
If I had now him brought into my power.

Sal. Yet tell'stythounot, howthouwertentertain’d.

Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious In open market-place produc'd they me, [taunts. To be a public spectacle to all ; Here, said they, is the terror of the French, The scare-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 shame. My grisly countenance made others fly ; None durst come near, for fear of sudden death. In iron walls they deem'd me not secure; So great fear of my name'mongst them was spread, That they suppos’d, I could rend bars of steel,

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Glo. Mayor, farewell : thou dost but what thou

may'st. IV in. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head ; For I intend to have it, ere long. [Exeunt. Mayor. See tlie coaft clear'd, and then we will

depart. Good God! that nobles should such stomachs bear! I myself fight not once in forty year. [Exeunt.

SCENE IV. Orleans in France.

Enter the Master-Gunner of Orleans, and his Boy., M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know's 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 miss'd

my

aim. M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou rul'd Chief master-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 discover, how, with most advantage, They may vex us, with shot, or with assault. 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 see them: Now, boy, do thou watch ; For I can stay no longer. If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word; And thou shalt 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 prisoner? Or by what means got'lt thou to be releas’d? Discourse, I prythee, on this turret's top,

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner, Call'dthe brave lord Ponton de Santrailles ; For him was I exchang'd and ransomed. But with a baser man of arms by far, Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me: Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved deathi Rather than I would so pill'd esteem’d. In fine, redeem'd I was as I defir'd. But, oh! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart! Whom with my bare fists I would execute, If I had now him brought into my power.

Sal. Yet tell’stythou not, howthou wertentertain'd. Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious In open market-place produc'd they me, [taunts. To be a public spectacle to all ; Here, said they, is the terror of the French, The scare-crow that affrights our children so. 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 shame. My grisly countenance made others fly; None durst come near, for fear of sudden death. In iron walls they deem'd me not secure; So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread, That they suppos'd, I could rend bars of steel,

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