Du N. More widely spread the guilt that shames me,
Spreading the name of bastard through the world.
Xaint. Why, you've looked on good till 'tis become evil.
Men love distinction, or in camp or state;
And he has fortune won whose kin may serve
As staves to mount ambition's proudest ladder.
Du N. I have no kin. What owe I to their love
That I should claim them such? The life I have?
The debt is cancelled by the shame entailed.
To me my country is both sire and mother;
And I for her such gallant deeds will work,
That should I ever boast the name of father,
My children shall exult in their descent,
And swear by France, by honour, and their sire.
Xaint. No more! She comes! Now smooth thy ruffled brow;
And let thy courtesy, at least, ne'er blush
For thy neglect.
Du N. I will not meet her here.
If I be mocked, 't shall be where all may see it,
And learn with me to ridicule the cheat.
[Exit.
Scene VI.—English Camp.
Earls of Suffolk, Warwick, Arlington, John Talbot.
Suf. Our work is near its end. Yon city's fall
Completes our triumph and ensures repose.