Yields up his life unto a world of odds. Som. York fet him on, York fhould have fent him aid. Lucy. And York as faft upon your Grace exclaims; Swearing, that you with-hold his levied hoft, Collected for this expedition. Som. York lies; he might have fent, and had the horse; I owe him little duty and less love, And take foul fcorn to fawn on him by fending. But dies, betray'd to fortune by your ftrife. Som. Come, go; I will difpatch the horsemen strait: Within fix hours they will be at his aid. Lucy. Too late comes refcue; he is ta'en, or flain; For fly he could not, if he would have fled, And fly would Talbot never, though he might. Som. If he be dead, brave Talbot, then adieu! Lucy. His fame lives in the world, his fhame in you. [Exeunt. Tal. A Field of Battle near Bourdeaux. Enter Talbot and his fon. Young John Talbot, I did fend for thee ** A feaft of death.] To a field where death will be feafted with flaughter. A ter A terrible and unavoided danger. Therefore, dear boy, mount on my swifteft horse; By fudden flight. Come, dally not; begone. To make a baftard, and a slave of me. Tal. Fly, to revenge my death, if I be slain. Tal. Shall all thy mother's hopes lie in one tomb? ? For what reafon this fcene is written in rhyme I cannot guefs. If Shakespeare had not in other plays mingled his rhymes and blank verfes in the fame manner, I fhould have fufpected that this dialogue had been a part of fome other poem which was never finifhed, and that being loath to throw his labour away, he inferted it here.. Your regard.] Your care of your own fafety. 002 Tal. Tal. Thou never hadft renown, nor canst not lose it. John. Yes, your renowned name; fhall flight abuse it? Tal. Thy father's charge fhall clear thee from that ftain. John. You cannot witness for me, being flain, If death be fo apparent, then both fly. Tal. And leave my followers here to fight and die? My age was never tainted with fuch fhame. John. And fhall my youth be guilty of fuch blame? No more can I be fever'd from your fide, Than can yourself yourself in twain divide; Stay, go, do what you will, the like do I, For live I will not, if my father die. Tal. Then here I take my leave of thee, fair son, Born to eclipse thy life this afternoon. Come, fide by fide, together live and die ; And foul with foul from France to heaven fly. [Exeunt. Alarm: excurfions, wherein Talbot's fon is bemm'd about, and Talbot rescues him. Tal. St. George, and victory! fight, foldiers, fight: The Regent hath with Talbot broke his word, And left us to the rage of France's fword. Where is John Talbot? paufe, and take thy breath; I gave thee life, and refcu'd thee from death. John. O, twice my father! twice am I thy fon; It warm'd thy father's heart with proud defire And from the pride of Gallia rescu'd thee. The The ireful bastard Orleans, that drew blood Came in ftrong refcue. Speak, thy father's care, John. The fword of Orleans hath not made me fmart, On that advantage, bought with fuch a Shame, To Save a paltry life, and flay bright Fame! This paffage feems to lie obfcure and difjointed. Neither the Grammar is to be justified; nor is the Sen I Before timent better. I have ventur'd at a flight Alteration, which departs fo little from the Reading which has obtain'd, but so much raifes the Senfe, as well as takes away the Obfcurity, that I am willing to think it restores the 003 Author's 2 Before young Talbot from old Talbot fly, Then talk no more of flight, it is no boot; Tal. Then follow thou thy defp'rate Sire of Crete, Thou Icarus! thy life to me is sweet: If thou wilt fight, fight by thy father's fide; SCENE VII. Alarm. Excurfions. Enter old Talbot, led by the French. Tal. Where is my other life? mine own is gone. Author's Meaning; Out on that vantage. THEOBALD. Sir T. Hanmer reads, Oh what advantage, which I have followed, though Mr. Theobald's conjecture may be well enough admitted. 2 And like me to the pealant boys of France,] To like one to the peasants is, to compare, to level by comparifor, the line is therefore intelligible enough by itfelf, but in this fenfe it wants connection. Sir T. Hanmer reads, And leave me, which makes a clear fenfe and juft confequence. But as change is not to be al lowed without neceffity, I have fuffered like to ftand, because I fuppofe the authour meant the fame as make like, or reduce to a level with. Death fmear'd with capti vity.] That is, death flained and dishonoured with captivity. But |