Henry VI, Part 1 Translation Act 2, Scene 2
Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, a Captain, and others
The day begins to break, and night is fled,Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit.
The day is almost here and the night, whose black cloak covered the earth, has passed. Sound the trumpets to signal retreat and end our chase.
Bring forth the body of old Salisbury, And here advance it in the market-place, The middle centre of this cursed town. Now have I paid my vow unto his soul; For every drop of blood was drawn from him, There hath at least five Frenchmen died tonight. And that hereafter ages may behold What ruin happen'd in revenge of him, Within their chiefest temple I'll erect A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interr'd: Upon the which, that every one may read, Shall be engraved the sack of Orleans, The treacherous manner of his mournful death And what a terror he had been to France. But, lords, in all our bloody massacre, I muse we met not with the Dauphin's grace, His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc, Nor any of his false confederates.
Bring forward the body of old Salisbury and display it here in the market square, which is the center of this cursed town. I have now fulfilled the vow that I made to him. For every drop of his spilled blood, I killed at least five Frenchmen tonight. And from now on, people will see the death that happened in his name. I will put up a tomb, in the main temple, where his corpse will be placed. On the tomb, where everyone may read it, the destruction of Orleans will be engraved—it will remind people of the treasonous manner in which he died and what a terror he was to France. But, lords, in our bloody massacre, I am surprised we didn't meet the Dauphin's grace—his newly arrived champion, the "virtuous" Joan of Arc, or any of his other false accomplices.
'Tis thought, Lord Talbot, when the fight began, Roused on the sudden from their drowsy beds, They did amongst the troops of armed men Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field.
Myself, as far as I could well discern For smoke and dusky vapours of the night, Am sure I scared the Dauphin and his trull, When arm in arm they both came swiftly running, Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves That could not live asunder day or night. After that things are set in order here, We'll follow them with all the power we have.
Enter a Messenger
All hail, my lords! which of this princely trainCall ye the warlike Talbot, for his actsSo much applauded through the realm of France?
Here is the Talbot: who would speak with him?
The virtuous lady, Countess of Auvergne, With modesty admiring thy renown, By me entreats, great lord, thou wouldst vouchsafe To visit her poor castle where she lies, That she may boast she hath beheld the man Whose glory fills the world with loud report.
Is it even so? Nay, then, I see our wars Will turn unto a peaceful comic sport, When ladies crave to be encounter'd with. You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit.
Ne'er trust me then; for when a world of men Could not prevail with all their oratory, Yet hath a woman's kindness over-ruled: And therefore tell her I return great thanks, And in submission will attend on her. Will not your honours bear me company?
No, truly; it is more than manners will:And I have heard it said, unbidden guestsAre often welcomest when they are gone.
Well then, alone, since there's no remedy,I mean to prove this lady's courtesy.Come hither, captain.
You perceive my mind?
I do, my lord, and mean accordingly.
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