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Char. Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens

So in the earth, to this day is not known.

Late did he shine upon the English side;

Now we are victors; upon us he smiles.

What towns of any moment but we have?

At pleasure here we lie near Orleans;

Otherwhiles the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,

Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.

Alen. They want their porridge and their fat bullbeeves:

Either they must be dieted like mules

And have their provender tied to their mouths,

Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice.

Reig. Let's raise the siege: why live we idly here?

Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear:

Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury,

And he may well in fretting spend his gall;

Nor men nor money hath he to make war.

Char. Sound, sound alarum! we will rush on them.

Now for the honour of the forlorn French!

Him I forgive my death that killeth me

When he sees me go back one foot or fly.

 Scene Two S. d. Flourish: trumpet blast

1 Mars his true moving: Mars' exact movement; cf. n.

7 Otherwhiles: at times

14 wont: were wont

17 Nor: neither

18 alarum: call to arms 