Step 1 of 6 · Read it through once
Section 62
Passage 1 of 2 · section 62 of 830
1Bast.
2Me thinks your looks are sad, your chear appal'd.
3Hath the late ouerthrow wrought this offence?
4Be not dismay'd, for succour is at hand:
5A holy Maid hither with me I bring,
6Which by a Vision sent to her from Heauen,
7Ordayned is to rayse this tedious Siege,
8And driue the English forth the bounds of France: