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Maine, Blois, Poitiers, and Tours, are won away,

Long all of Somerset and his delay.

Exit [with his Soldiers].

Sec. Mess. Thus, while the vulture of sedition

Feeds in the bosom of such great commanders,

Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss

The conquest of our scarce cold conqueror,

That ever living man of memory,

Henry the Fifth. Whiles they each other cross,

Lives, honours, lands, and all hurry to loss.

Som. It is too late; I cannot send them now:

This expedition was by York and Talbot

Too rashly plotted: all our general force

Might with a sally of the very town

Be buckled with: the over-daring Talbot

Hath sullied all his gloss of former honour

By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure:

York set him on to fight and die in shame,

That, Talbot dead, great York might bear the name.

Cap. Here is Sir William Lucy, who with me

Set from our o'ermatch'd forces forth for aid.

Som. How now, Sir William! whither were you sent?

 47 vulture of sedition; cf. n.

49 Sleeping neglection: slothful neglect

50 scarce cold conqueror; cf. n.

 Scene Four; cf. n.

4 the very town: the mere garrison (unsupported by the relieving armies) 