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The First Part of

Maine, Blois, Poitiers, and Tours, are won away,
Long all of Somerset and his delay.

Exit [with his Soldiers].

Sec. Mess. Thus, while the vulture of sedition
Feeds in the bosom of such great commanders, 48
Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss
The conquest of our scarce cold conqueror,
That ever living man of memory,
Henry the Fifth. Whiles they each other cross,
Lives, honours, lands, and all hurry to loss. 53

Scene Four

[The Same]

Enter Somerset, with his Army [and a Captain of Talbot's].

Som. It is too late; I cannot send them now:
This expedition was by York and Talbot
Too rashly plotted: all our general force
Might with a sally of the very town 4
Be buckled with: the over-daring Talbot
Hath sullied all his gloss of former honour
By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure:
York set him on to fight and die in shame, 8
That, Talbot dead, great York might bear the name.

Cap. Here is Sir William Lucy, who with me
Set from our o'ermatch'd forces forth for aid.

Som. How now, Sir William! whither were you sent? 12


47 vulture of sedition; cf. n.
49 Sleeping neglection: slothful neglect
50 scarce cold conqueror; cf. n.

Scene Four; cf. n.
4 the very town: the mere garrison (unsupported by the relieving armies)