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The day begins to break, and night is fled, Whose pitchy mantle over-veil’d the earth. Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit.
The day is breaking, and night has fled, Its dark cover that hid the earth. Sound the retreat, and stop our hot pursuit.
Bring forth the body of old Salisbury, And here advance it in the market-place, The middle centre of this cursed town. Now have I paid my vow unto his soul; For every drop of blood was drawn from him, There hath at least five Frenchmen died tonight. And that hereafter ages may behold What ruin happen’d in revenge of him, Within their chiefest temple I’ll erect A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interr’d: Upon the which, that every one may read, Shall be engraved the sack of Orleans, The treacherous manner of his mournful death And what a terror he had been to France. But, lords, in all our bloody massacre, I muse we met not with the Dauphin’s grace, His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc, Nor any of his false confederates.
Bring forward the body of old Salisbury, And place it here in the market square, The very center of this cursed town. Now I have fulfilled my vow to his soul; For every drop of blood taken from him, At least five Frenchmen have died tonight. And so that future generations will see The destruction caused by avenging him, I’ll build a tomb in their main church, Where his body will be buried: On which, so everyone can read, The sack of Orleans will be engraved, The treacherous way he died, And what a terror he was to France. But, lords, in all this bloody massacre, I wonder why we didn’t encounter the Dauphin’s champion, The newly arrived virtuous Joan of Arc, Or any of his false allies.
’Tis thought, Lord Talbot, when the fight began, Roused on the sudden from their drowsy beds, They did amongst the troops of armed men Leap o’er the walls for refuge in the field.
It’s believed, Lord Talbot, when the battle started, Suddenly woken from their sleepy beds, They jumped over the walls for safety in the field, Amongst the armed troops.
Myself, as far as I could well discern For smoke and dusky vapours of the night, Am sure I scared the Dauphin and his trull, When arm in arm they both came swiftly running, Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves That could not live asunder day or night. After that things are set in order here, We’ll follow them with all the power we have.
As far as I could see, With smoke and the dark mists of the night, I’m sure I frightened the Dauphin and his mistress, When they ran quickly, arm in arm, Like two loving doves Who can’t bear to be apart day or night. Once things are in order here, We’ll follow them with all our strength.
All hail, my lords! which of this princely train Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts So much applauded through the realm of France?
Greetings, my lords! Which one of this noble group Is the warlike Talbot, whose deeds Are praised all over France?
Here is the Talbot: who would speak with him?
I am Talbot. Who wants to speak with me?
The virtuous lady, Countess of Auvergne, With modesty admiring thy renown, By me entreats, great lord, thou wouldst vouchsafe To visit her poor castle where she lies, That she may boast she hath beheld the man Whose glory fills the world with loud report.
The virtuous lady, Countess of Auvergne, Admiring your fame with modesty, Asks, my lord, that you kindly visit Her poor castle where she is staying, So she can boast that she has seen the man Whose glory fills the world with praise.
Is it even so? Nay, then, I see our wars Will turn unto a peaceful comic sport, When ladies crave to be encounter’d with. You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit.
Is that so? Then I see that our wars Will turn into a peaceful, lighthearted affair, When ladies want to meet us. You must not, my lord, dismiss her polite request.
Ne’er trust me then; for when a world of men Could not prevail with all their oratory, Yet hath a woman’s kindness over-ruled: And therefore tell her I return great thanks, And in submission will attend on her. Will not your honours bear me company?
Never trust me then; for when a whole world of men Couldn’t persuade with all their speeches, Yet a woman’s kindness has won over. So tell her I thank her greatly, And I will visit her humbly. Won’t you join me, my lords?
No, truly; it is more than manners will: And I have heard it said, unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone.
No, truly; it’s more than manners allow: And I’ve heard it said, uninvited guests Are often most welcome when they leave.
Well then, alone, since there’s no remedy, I mean to prove this lady’s courtesy. Come hither, captain.
Well then, alone, since there’s no other choice, I’ll see what this lady’s hospitality is like. Come here, captain.
You perceive my mind?
Do you understand my plan?
I do, my lord, and mean accordingly.
I do, my lord, and I will act accordingly.