Tal. Hear, hear how dying Salisbury doth groan! 104
It irks his heart he cannot be reveng'd.
Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you:
Pucelle or puzzel, dolphin or dogfish,
Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels
And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.
Convey me Salisbury into his tent, 110
And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen dare.
Scene Five
[The Same. Before one of the Gates]
Here an Alarum again, and Talbot pursueth the Dauphin and driveth him. Then enter Joan la Pucelle, driving Englishmen before her. Then enter Talbot.
Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and my force?
Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them;
A woman clad in armour chaseth them.
Enter Pucelle.
Here, here she comes. I'll have a bout with thee:
Devil, or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee: 5
Blood will I draw on thee, thou art a witch,
And straightway give thy soul to him thou serv'st.
Joan. Come, come; 'tis only I that must disgrace thee. Here they fight.
Tal. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail? 9
My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage,
107 puzzel: lewd woman
dolphin or dogfish; cf. n.
6 Cf. n.
