Puc. Are you so hot, sir ? — Yet, Pucelle, hold
thy peace :
If Talbot do but thunder, rain wUl follow. —

[Talbot and the rest consult together.
God speed the parliament ! who shall be the speaker ?

Tal. Dare ye come forth and meet us in the
field ?

Puc. Belike your lordship takes us then for fools.
To try if that our own be ours or no.
Tal. I speak not to that railing Hecate,
But unto thee, Alen9on, and the rest.
Will ye, like soldiers, come and fight it out ?

Alen. Signior, no.
Tal. Signior, hang ! — base muleteers of France !
Like peasant foot-boys do they keep the walls,
And dare not take up arms like gentlemen.
Puc. Away, captains ! let's get us from the walls,
For Talbot means no goodness, by his looks. —



so. II. KING HENRY VI. 201

God b' wi' y', my lord : we came but to tell you
That we are here.
\_Exeunt La Pucelle, ^-c, from the walls.
Tal. And there will we be, too, ere it be long.
Or else reproach be Talbot's greatest fame. —
Vow, Burgundy, by honour of thy house,
Prick'd on by public wrongs sustain'd in France,
Either to get the town again or die ;
And I, as sure as English Henry lives,
And as his father here was conqueror,
As sure as in this late-betrayed town
Great Coeur-de-lion's heart was buried,
So sure I swear to get the town or die.
Bur. My vows are equal partners with thy vows.
Tal. But ere we go, regard this dying Prince,
The valiant Duke of Bedford. — Come, my lord,
We will bestow you in some better place,
Fitter for sickness and for crazy age.
