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King Henry the Sixth, I. v

And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder,

But I will chastise this high-minded strumpet.

They fight again.

Joan. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come:

I must go victual Orleans forthwith.

A short Alarum; then [let Pucelle] enter the town with Soldiers.

O'ertake me if thou canst; I scorn thy strength.

Go, go, cheer up thy hungry-starved men;

Help Salisbury to make his testament:

This day is ours, as many more shall be.

Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel;

I know not where I am, nor what I do:

A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal,

Drives back our troops and conquers as she lists:

So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome stench,

Are from their hives and houses driven away.

They call'd us for our fierceness English dogs;

Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.

A short Alarum.

Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,

Or tear the lions out of England's coat;

Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' stead:

Sheep run not half so treacherous from the wolf,

Or horse or oxen from the leopard,

As you fly from your oft-subdued slaves.

Alarum. Here another skirmish.

It will not be: retire into your trenches:

You all consented unto Salisbury's death,

For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.

Pucelle is entered into Orleans

In spite of us or aught that we could do.

 12 high-minded: presumptuous

14 S. d. Cf. n.

21 like Hannibal; cf. n.

28 Cf. n.

29 give: display (as a heraldic emblem) 