Not rascal-like, to fall down with a pinch,
[50] But rather, moody-mad and desperate stags,
Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel
And make the cowards stand aloof at bay:
[♦] Sell every man his life as dear as mine,
And they shall find dear deer of us, my friends.
55 God and Saint George, Talbot and England’s right,
[♦] Prosper our colours in this dangerous fight! [Exeunt.
adc SCENE III. Plains in Gascony.
Enter a Messenger that meets YORK. Enter YORK with trumpet and many Soldiers.