Page 209 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

BURGUNDY

Traitors have never other company.
But what’s that Pucelle whom they term so pure? [20]

T ALBOT

A maid, they say.

BEDFORD

A maid? And be so martial?

BURGUNDY

Pray God she prove not masculine ere long,
If underneath the standard of the French
She carry armour as she hath begun.

T ALBOT

Well, let them practise and converse with spirits. [25]
God is our fortress, in whose conquering name
Let us resolve to scale their flinty bulwarks.

BEDFORD

Ascend, brave Talbot, we will follow thee.

T ALBOT

Not all together; better far, I guess,
That we do make our entrance several ways, [30]
That if it chance that one of us do fail,
The other yet may rise against their force.

BEDFORD

Agreed. I’ll to yond corner.

BURGUNDY

And I to this.

T ALBOT

And here will Talbot mount, or make his grave.
Now, Salisbury, for thee and for the right [35]
Of English Henry, shall this night appear
How much in duty I am bound to both.