_Tal._ What chance is this that suddenly hath cross’d us? Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak:   [aad073] How farest thou, mirror of all martial men? One of thy eyes and thy cheek’s side struck off!   [aad075] Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand That hath contrived this woful tragedy! In thirteen battles Salisbury o’ercame;   [aad078] Henry the Fifth he first train’d to the wars; Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up,   ·aad080· His sword did ne’er leave striking in the field. Yet livest thou, Salisbury? though thy speech doth fail, One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for grace: The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.   [aad084] Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive,   ·aad085· If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands! Bear hence his body; I will help to bury it. Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life? Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him. Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;   [aad090] Thou shalt not die whiles--   [aad091] He beckons with his hand and smiles on me, As who should say ‘When I am dead and gone, Remember to avenge me on the French.’ Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero,   [aad095] Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn: Wretched shall France be only in my name.   [aad097] [_Here an alarum, and it thunders and lightens._ What stir is this? what tumult’s in the heavens? Whence cometh this alarum, and the noise?   [aad099] _Enter a_ Messenger. _Mess._ My lord, my lord, the French have gather’d head:   ·aad100· The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join’d,   [aad101] A holy prophetess new risen up, Is come with a great power to raise the siege. [_Here Salisbury lifteth himself up and groans._ _Tal._ Hear, hear how dying Salisbury doth groan! It irks his heart he cannot be revenged.   ·aad105· Frenchmen, I’ll be a Salisbury to you: Pucelle or puzzel, dolphin or dogfish,   [aad107] Your hearts I’ll stamp out with my horse’s heels, And make a quagmire of your mingled brains. Convey me Salisbury into his tent,   [aad110] And then we’ll try what these dastard Frenchmen dare.   [aad111] [_Alarum. Exeunt._ SCENE V. _The same_. _Here an Alarum again: and_ TALBOT _pursueth the_ DAUPHIN, _and driveth him: then enter_ JOAN LA PUCELLE, _driving Englishmen before her, and exit after them: then re-enter_ TALBOT. _Tal._ Where is my strength, my valour, and my force?   [aae001] Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them; A woman clad in armour chaseth them.   [aae003] _Re-enter_ LA PUCELLE. Here, here she comes. I’ll have a bout with thee; Devil or devil’s dam, I’ll conjure thee:   ·aae005· Blood will I draw on thee, thou art a witch, And straightway give thy soul to him thou servest. _Puc._ Come, come, ’tis only I that must disgrace thee. [_Here they fight._