Pucel. Come, come, 'tis only I that muft difgrace thee. Talbot, farewel, thy hour is not yet come, go victual Orleans forthwith. I muit [They fight. a A bort alarum. Then enter the town with Soldiers. This day is ours, as many more fhall be. [Exit Pucelle. A witch, by fear not force, like Hannibal [A fhort alarum. Hark, countrymen, either renew the fight, [Alarum. Here another skirmish. It will not be retire into your trenches: In fpight of us, or ought that we could do. (a) [They fight. B 4 Tal. Heavens, can you fuffer hell so to prevail? My breaft I'll burft with ftraining of my courage, And from my fhoulders crack my arms afunder, But I will chaftife this high-minded ftrumpet. Pucel. Talbot, farewel, &c. The The shame hereof will make me hide my head. [Exit Talbot. [Alarum, Retreat, Flourish. Enter on the wall, Pucelle, Dauphin, Reignier, Alanfon, and Soldiers. Pucel. Advance our waving colours on the walls, More bleffed hap did ne'er befal our state. Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout the town? Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires, And feast and banquet in the open streets, To celebrate the joy that God hath giv'n us. Alan. All France will be replete with mirth and joy, When they fhall hear how we have play'd the men. Dau. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won: For which I will divide my crown with her, And all the Priefts and Friars in my realm Shall in proceffion fing her endless praise. A statelier pyramid to her I'll rear, Than Rhodope's or Memphis' ever was: In local (a) The gardens of Adonis were never reprefented under any defeription nor is any fuch thing implied in this place. They were only beds of earth put into portable cafes of filver or other matter, in which avere raifed fuch flowers and herbs as were of quick growth and short continuance, the production and maturity of them being also haflen'd by artificial means. Upon this quickness of growth the allufion here is founded: though antiently the gardens of Adonis was a proverbial expreffion to fignifie tranfitory fleeting pleasures, and perfons also of a Right trifling account. See Erafmi adagia. Bentley in Milton. 6 garden, In memory of her, when she is dead, Ever before the Kings and Queens of France. [Flourish. Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. Before ORLEAN s. Enter a Serjeant of a Band, with two Centinels. SIRS SER JEAN T. IRS, take your places, and be vigilant: any Near to the wall, by fome apparent fign Enter Talbot, Bedford, and Burgundy, with fealing Bed. Bed. Coward of France! how much he wrongs his fame, Defpairing of his own arms fortitude, To join with witches and the help of hell! Bur. Traitors have never other company. . Bed. A maid? and be fo martial? Bur. Pray God she prove not masculine ere long, If underneath the ftandard of the French She carry armour as the hath begun. Tal. Well, let them practise and converse with spirits; God is our fortrefs, in whofe conqu❜ring name Let us refolve to fcale their flinty bulwarks. Bed. Afcend, brave Talbot, we will follow thee. That we do make our entrance feyeral ways: Bur. I to this. Tal. And here will Talbot mount, or make his grave. Now, Salisbury! for thee, and for the right Of English Henry, fhall this night appear How much in duty I am bound to both. Cent. Arm, arm! the enemy doth make affault. [Within. [The English cry, St. George! A Talbot! SCENE ENE II. The French leap o'er the walls in their fhirts. Enter, feveral ways, Baftard, Alanfon, Reignier, half ready and half unready. Alan. How, now, my Lords? what all unready fo? Reig. 'Twas time, I trow, to wake and leave our beds, Hearing alarums at our chamber-doors. Alan. Of all exploits fince firft I follow'd arms, Ne'er heard I of a warlike enterprize More More venturous, or defperate than this. Reig. If not of hell, the heav'ns fure favour him. Baft. Tut! holy Joan was his defensive guard. Dau. Is this thy cunning, thou deceitful dame? Didft thou at first, to Alatter us withal, Make us partakers of a little gain; That now our lofs might be ten times fo much? Or will you blame and lay the fault on me? Reig. And fo was mine, my Lord. Dau. And for my felf, moft part of all this night Then how or which way fhould they first break in? [Exeunt. SCENE |