PUCELLE.
Now, Rouen, I’ll shake thy bulwarks to the ground.
[Exeunt.]
Enter Charles, the Bastard of Orleans, Alençon, Reignier and forces.
CHARLES.
Saint Denis bless this happy stratagem,
And once again we’ll sleep secure in Rouen.
BASTARD.
Here enter’d Pucelle and her practisants;
Now she is there, how will she specify
Here is the best and safest passage in?
REIGNIER.
By thrusting out a torch from yonder tower,
Which, once discern’d, shows that her meaning is:
No way to that, for weakness, which she enter’d.
Enter La Pucelle, on the top, thrusting out a torch burning.
PUCELLE.
Behold, this is the happy wedding torch
That joineth Rouen unto her countrymen,
But burning fatal to the Talbonites.
[Exit.]
BASTARD.
See, noble Charles, the beacon of our friend;
The burning torch, in yonder turret stands.