Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Char. But we will presently prouide for them.
Bur. Bur.
Bur. I trust the Ghost of Talbot is not there:
Bur. Now he is gone my Lord, you neede not feare.
Pucel. Pucel.
Pucel. Of all base passions, Feare is most accurst.
Pucel. Command the Conquest Charles, it shall be thine:
Pucel. Let Henry fret, and all the world repine.
Char. Char.
Char. Then on my Lords, and France be fortunate.
Char. Exeunt. Alarum. Excursions.
Char. [Act 5, Scene 3]
Char. Enter Ione de Pucell.
Puc. Puc.
Puc. The Regent conquers, and the Frenchmen flye.
Puc. Now helpe ye charming Spelles and Periapts,
Puc. And ye choise spirits that admonish me,
Puc. And giue me signes of future accidents.
Puc. Thunder.
Puc. You speedy helpers, that are substitutes