_Exe._ Ay, we may march in England or in France,   [aca187] Not seeing what is likely to ensue. This late dissension grown betwixt the peers Burns under feigned ashes of forged love   ·aca190· And will at last break out into a flame: As fester’d members rot but by degree,   [aca192] Till bones and flesh and sinews fall away, So will this base and envious discord breed. And now I fear that fatal prophecy   ·aca195· Which in the time of Henry named the fifth Was in the mouth of every sucking babe; That Henry born at Monmouth should win all And Henry born at Windsor lose all:   [aca199] Which is so plain that Exeter doth wish   ·aca200· His days may finish ere that hapless time. [_Exit._ SCENE II. _France. Before Rouen_. _Enter_ LA PUCELLE _disguised, with four_ Soldiers _with sacks upon their backs_. _Puc._ These are the city gates, the gates of Rouen, Through which our policy must make a breach: Take heed, be wary how you place your words; Talk like the vulgar sort of market men That come to gather money for their corn.   ·acb005· If we have entrance, as I hope we shall, And that we find the slothful watch but weak, I’ll by a sign give notice to our friends, That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them. _First Sol._ Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city,   ·acb010· And we be lords and rulers over Rouen; Therefore we’ll knock.   [acb012] [_Knocks._ _Watch._ [_Within_] Qui est là?   [acb013] _Puc._ Paysans, pauvres gens de France;   [acb014] Poor market folks that come to sell their corn.   ·acb015· _Watch._ Enter, go in; the market bell is rung.   [acb016] _Puc._ Now, Rouen, I’ll shake thy bulwarks to the ground.   [acb017] [_Exeunt._ _Enter_ CHARLES, _the_ BASTARD _of Orleans_, ALENÇON, REIGNIER, _and forces_. _Char._ Saint Denis bless this happy stratagem! And once again we’ll sleep secuere in Rouen. _Bast._ Here enter’d Pucelle und her practisants;   [acb020] Now she is there, how will she specify   [acb021] Where is the best and safes passage in? _Reign._ By thrusting out a torch from yonder tower;   [acb023] Which, once discern’d, shows that her meaning is, No way to that, for weakness, which she enter’d.   [acb025] _Enter_ LA PUCELLE _on the top, thrusting out a torch burning_. _Puc._ Behold, this is the happy wedding torch That joineth Rouen unto her countrymen, But burning fatal to the Talbotites!   [acb028] [_Exit._ _Bast._ See, noble Charles, the beacon of our friend; The burning torch in yonder turret stands.   ·acb030· _Char._ Now shine it like a comet of revenge,   [acb031] A prophet to the fall of all our foes! _Reign._ Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends; Enter, and cry ‘The Dauphin!’ presently, And then do execution on the watch. [_Alarum. Exeunt._   [acb035] _An alarum. Enter_ TALBOT _in an excursion_.