[♦] Tal. Be not dismay’d, fair lady; nor misconstrue
The mind of Talbot, as you did mistake
75 The outward composition of his body.
What you have done hath not offended me;
Nor other satisfaction do I crave,
[♦] But only, with your patience, that we may
Taste of your wine and see what cates you have;
80 For soldiers’ stomachs always serve them well.
Count. With all my heart, and think me honoured
To feast so great a warrior in my house. [Exeunt.