Another part of the Field.
Suffolk and Warwick.
Suf. Our troops at length give way: four times th' attack
Has been renewed; bravely as oft repelled.
If Talbot tarry long the day is lost.
War. Our bravest veterans are seized with dread,
Thinking they fight against a power unearthly.
Enter Soldiers in flight.
War. Back to your ranks, base cowards!
Sol. We fight in vain!—John Talbot—
War. What of him?
Sol. Is either dead, or taken prisoner.
War. I'll rescue him, or perish!—dead or living
His father shall again behold him.