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King Henry the Sixth, III. ii

The burning torch in yonder turret stands.

Char. Now shine it like a comet of revenge,

A prophet to the fall of all our foes!

Alen. Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends;

Enter, and cry 'The Dauphin!' presently,

And then do execution on the watch.

Alarum. [They enter the town.]

Tal. France, thou shalt rue this treason with thy tears,

If Talbot but survive thy treachery.

Pucelle, that witch, that damned sorceress,

Hath wrought this hellish mischief unawares,

That hardly we escap'd the pride of France.

Exit.

Joan. Good morrow, gallants! Want ye corn for bread?

I think the Duke of Burgundy will fast

Before he'll buy again at such a rate.

'Twas full of darnel; do you like the taste?

Bur. Scoff on, vile fiend and shameless courtezan!

I trust ere long to choke thee with thine own,

And make thee curse the harvest of that corn.

Char. Your Grace may starve perhaps, before that time.  35 S. d. Excursion: sally against the enemy

40 the pride of France; cf. n.

S. d. Alençon; cf. n.

44 darnel: a weed injurious to wheat (corn)

46 thine own: thy own bread 