Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Talb. Thanks gentle Duke: but where is Pucel now?
Talb. I thinke her old Familiar is asleepe.
Talb. Now where's the Bastards braues, and Charles his glikes?
Talb. What all amort? Roan hangs her head for griefe,
Talb. That such a valiant Company are fled.
Talb. Now will we take some order in the Towne,
Talb. Placing therein some expert Officers,
Talb. And then depart to Paris, to the King,
Talb. For there young Henry with his Nobles lye.
Burg. Burg.
Burg. What wills Lord Talbot, pleaseth Burgonie.
Talb. Talb.
Talb. But yet before we goe, let's not forget
Talb. The Noble Duke of Bedford, late deceas'd,
Talb. But see his Exequies fulfill'd in Roan.
Talb. A brauer Souldier neuer couched Launce,
Talb. A gentler Heart did neuer sway in Court.
Talb. But Kings and mightiest Potentates must die,
Talb. For that's the end of humane miserie.
Talb. Exeunt.