O! would I were to die with Salisbury.
The shame hereof will make me hide my head.
Exit Talbot. Alarum, Retreat, Flourish.
Scene Six
[The Same]
Enter, on the walls, Pucelle, Dauphin, Reignier, Alençon, and Soldiers.
Joan. Advance our waving colours on the walls;
Rescu'd is Orleans from the English:
Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word.
Char. Divinest creature, Astræa's daughter, 4
How shall I honour thee for this success?
Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens,
That one day bloom'd and fruitful were the next.
France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess! 8
Recover'd is the town of Orleans:
More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state.
Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout the town?
Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires 12
And feast and banquet in the open streets,
To celebrate the joy that God hath given us.
Alen. All France will be replete with mirth and joy,
When they shall hear how we have play'd the men. 16
Char. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won;
For which I will divide my crown with her;
And all the priests and friars in my realm
Shall in procession sing her endless praise. 20
39 S. d. Retreat: signal to recall troops
1 Advance: raise
4 Astræa's daughter; cf. n.
6 Adonis' gardens; cf. n.
