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Scene VI.

—Another part of the Field.
The Lord of Arlon and Gilbert Matthew.
Gilbert.
How came they thus? My Lord, I needs must say
A soldier's courage, not a leader's skill,
Has placed them here.

D'Arlon.
Skill! what can skill avail?
Could skill have made men sober that were drunk?
The meanest archer with his senses whole
Would not have rush'd to stare the sun i' the face
As these have done; nothing could stop them, sots!

Gilbert.
They will not long hold out.

D'Arlon.
I prithee fly,
And tell the Earl to send us succours up.
I'll keep them steady, if I can, till then.