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1Yorke.
2Alas, what ioy shall noble Talbot haue,
3To bid his yong sonne welcome to his Graue:
4Away, vexation almost stoppes my breath,
5That sundred friends greete in the houre of death.
6Lucie farewell, no more my fortune can,
7But curse the cause I cannot ayde the man.
8Maine, Bloys, Poytiers, and Toures, are wonne away,