To your obedience fifty fortresses,
Twelve cities and seven walled towns of strength,
[♦] Beside five hundred prisoners of esteem,
Lets fall his sword before your highness’ feet,
10 And with submissive loyalty of heart
Ascribes the glory of his conquest got
[♦] First to my God and next unto your grace. [Kneels.
[♦] King. Is this the Lord Talbot, uncle Gloucester,
That hath so long been resident in France?
15 Glou. Yes, if it please your majesty, my liege.