Talb. If we both stay, we both are sure to dye
Iohn. Then let me stay, and Father doe you flye:
Your losse is great, so your regard should be;
My worth vnknowne, no losse is knowne in me.
Vpon my death, the French can little boast;
In yours they will, in you all hopes are lost.
Flight cannot stayne the Honor you haue wonne,
But mine it will, that no Exploit haue done.
You fled for Vantage, euery one will sweare:
But if I bow, they'le say it was for feare.
There is no hope that euer I will stay,
If the first howre I shrinke and run away:
Here on my knee I begge Mortalitie,
Rather then Life, preseru'd with Infamie
Talb. Shall all thy Mothers hopes lye in one Tombe?
Iohn. I, rather then Ile shame my Mothers Wombe
Talb. Vpon my Blessing I command thee goe
Iohn. To fight I will, but not to flye the Foe
Talb. Part of thy Father may be sau'd in thee
Iohn. No part of him, but will be shame in mee
Talb. Thou neuer hadst Renowne, nor canst not lose it
Iohn. Yes, your renowned Name: shall flight abuse it?
Talb. Thy Fathers charge shal cleare thee from y staine
Iohn. You cannot witnesse for me, being slaine.
If Death be so apparant, then both flye