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A far more glorious star thy soul will make, No leisure had he to enrank his men;
He wanted pikes to set before his archers;
Instead whereof, sharp stakes, pluck'd out of hedges,
They pitched in the ground consusedly, Mess. My honourable lords, health to you all!
To keep the horseinen off from breaking in. Sad tidings bring I to you out of France,
More than three hours the fight continued ; Or loss, of slaughter, and discomfiture:
Where valiant Talbot, above human thought, Guienne, Champaigne, Rheinis, Orleans,
Enacted wonders with his sword and lance. Paris, Guysors, Poctiers, are all quite lost. Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand him Bed. What say'st thou man, before dead Henry's Here, there, and every where, enrag'd he slew: corse ?
The French exclaim'd, The devil was in arms • Speak softly; or the loss of those great towns All the whole army stood agaz'd on him : "Vill make him burst his lead, and rise from death. His soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit,
Glo. Is Paris lost? is Rouen yielded up? A Talbot! á Talbot! cried out amain,
And rush'd into the bowels of the battle. These news would cause him once more yield the Here had the conquest fully been seal'd up, ghost.
If sir John Fastolle had not play'd the coward; Ece. How were they lost ? what treachery was He being in the vaward (plac'd behind,
us'd ? Mess. No treachery; but want of men and money. Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke.
With purpose to relieve and follow them, Among the soldiers this is muttered.
Hence grew the general wreck and massacre; That here you maintain several factions;
Enclosed were they with their enemies :
Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back;
For living idly here, in pomp and ease,
3 Mess. O no, he lives; but is took prisoner, Exe. Were our tears wanting to this funeral, And lord Scales with him, and lord Hungerford. These tidings would call forth her flowing tides.' Most of the rest slaughter'd, or took, likewise.
Bed. Me they concern; regent I am of France :- Bed. His ransom there is none but I shall pay:
Farewell, my masters; to my task will I;
Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make, 2 Mess. Lords, view these letters, full of bad To keep our great Saint George's feast withal: mischance,
Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take, France is revolted from the English quite;
Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake Except some petty towns of no import :
3 Mess. So you had need; for Orleans is besieg'd; The dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims;
The English army is grown weak and faint: The bastard of Orleans with him is join'd;
The earl of Salisbury craveth supply, Reigneir, duke of Anjou, doth take his part ;
And hardly keeps his men from mutiny, The duke of Alençon flieth to his side.
Since thev, so few, watch such a multitude. Exe. The dauphin crowned king! all fly to him !
Exe. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry O, whither shall we fly from this rcproach?
Either to quell the dauphin utterly,
Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave, ness?
(Exit. An arıny have I muster'd in my thoughts,
Glo. I'll to the Tower, with all the haste I can, Wherewith already France is over-run.
To view the artillery and munition :
And then I will proclaim young Henry king: . [E.r. Enter a third Messenger,
Exe. To Eltham will I, where the young king is, 3 Mess. My gracious lords,—to add to your Being ordain'd his special governor ; laments,
And for his safety there I'll best devise. (Exit. Where with you now bedew king Henry's hearse, Win. Each haih his place and function to aitoni: I must inform you or a dismal fight,
I am les out out; for me nothing remains.
Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't so? The king from Eltham I intend to send,
(Erit. Scene closes. The circumstance I'll tell you more at large. SCENE II.-France. Before Orleans. Enler The tenth of August last, this dreadful lord, Charles, with his forces ; Alençon, Reigneir, Retiring from the siege of Orleans,
and others. Having full scarce six thousand in his trop, Char. Mars his truc moving, even as in the By three and twenty thousand of the French
heavens, Was round encompassed and set upon:
(2) i.e. Their miseries which have had oviy • (1) ller, i e. England's.
So in the earth, to his day is not known:
Char, Go, call her in: (Exit Bas.ard.) But, firsh Late did he shine upon the English side;
to try her skill, Now we are victors, upon us he smiles.
Reignier, stand thou as dauphin in my place: What towns of any moment, but we have ? Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern: At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans;
By this means shall we sound what skill she hath, Otherwhiles, the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,
(Retires. Faintly besiege us one hour in a month. Alen. They want their porridge, and their fat Enter La Pucelle, Bastard of Orleans and others. bull-beeves;
Reig. Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wondrous Either they must be dieted like mules,
feats? And have their provender tied to their mouths, Puc Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to beguile Or piteous they will look like drowned mice.
me? Reig. Let's raise the siege; Why live we idly Where is the dauphin?-come, come from behind; here?
I know thee well, though never seen before. Talbot is taken, whom we wont to sear:
Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me: Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury; In private will I talk with thee apart:And he may well in fretting spend his gall, Stand back, you lords, and give us leave a while. Nor men, nor money, hath he to make war.
Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first dash. Char. Sound, sound alarum; we will rush on Puc. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's them.
daughter, Now for the honour of the forlorn French:- My wit untraind in any kind of art. Him I forgive my death, that killeth me,
Heaven, and our Lady gracious, hath it pleas'd When he sees me go back one foot, or fly. (Exe. To shine on my contemptible estate: Alarums; excursions ; afterwards a retreat.
Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs,
Reenter Charles, Alençon, Reignier, and others.
And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeles
God's mother deigned to appear to me;
And free my country from calamity:
In complete glory she reveal'd herself;
And, whereas I was black and swart before, Do rush upon us as their hungry prey."
With those clear rays which she infus'd on me, Alen. Froissard, a countryman of ours, records, That beauty am I bless'd with, which you see. England all Olivers and Rowlands bred,
Ask me what question thou canst possible,
My courage try by combat, if thou dar'st,
And thou shall find that I exceed my sex. It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten!
Resolve on this :5 Thou shalt be fortunate, Lean raw-bon'd rascals! who would e'er suppose I thou receive me for thy warlike mate. They had such courage and audacity?
Char. Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high Char. Let's leave this town; for they are hair- terms; brain'd slaves,
Only this proof"I'll of thy valour make,
Reig. I think, by some odd gimmals? or device, Puc. I am prepar'd: here is my keen-edgd sword,
church-yard, Alen. Be it so.
Out of a deal of old iron I chose forth.
Char. Thencome o'God's name, I fear nowoman. Enter the Bastard of Orleans.
Puc. And, while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man. Bast. Where's the prince dauphin? I have news
(They fight. for him.
Char. Stay, stay thy hands; thou art an amazon, Char. Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us. And fightest with the sword of Debc rah. Bast. Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer Puc. Christ's mother helps me, else I were too appallid;
weak. Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence ? Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must Be not dismay'd, for succour is at hand:
help me: A holy maid hither with me I bring,
Impatiently I burn with thy desire;
Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so,
'Tis the French dauphin sueth to thee thus. Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome :
Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, What's past, and what's to come, she can descry. For my profession's sacred from above: Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words, When I have chased all thy foes from hence, For they are certain and unfallible.
Then will I think upon a recompensc. (!) i. e. The prey for which they are hungry. (3) This was not in former times a term of a
2) A gimmal is a piece of jointed work, where proach. one piece moves within another; here it is taken (4) Countenance. at large for an engine.
I (5) Be firmly persuaded of it.
Char. Mean time, look gracious on thy prostrate Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, wnose voice I hear; thrall.
Open the gates; here's Gloster, that would enter.
The cardinal of Winchester forbids :
Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest him 'fore Alen. He may mean more than we poor men do me? know:
Arrogant Winchester? that haughty prelate, These women are shrewd tempters with their Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could tongues.
brook? Reig. My lord, where are you? what devise you Thou art no friend to God, or to the king: on?
Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly. Shall we give over Orleans, or no?
1 Serv. Open the gates unto the lord protector; .Puc. Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants! Or we'll burst them open, if that you come noi Fight till the last gasp; 'I will be your guard.
quickly, Char. What she says, I'll confirm; we'll fight Enter Winchester, attended by a train of servants,
it out. Puc. Assign'd am I to be the English scourge.
in tawny-coats. This night the siege assuredly I'll raise :
Win. How now, ambitious Humphrey ? what Expect Saint Martin's summer,' halcyon days,
means this? Since I have entered into these wars,
Glo. Pield priest," dost thou command me to be Glory is like a circle in the water,
shut out? Which never ceasetn to enlarge itself,
Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought. And not protector of the king or realm. With Henry's death, the English circle ends; Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator, Dispersed are the glories it included.
Thou that contrir'dst to murder our dead lord; Now am I like that proud insulting ship,
Thou, that giv'st whores indulgences to sin :
Char. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove? If thou proceed in this thy insolence.
Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a Helen, the mother of great Constantine,
Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege. Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth,
use to carry thee out of this place.
Win. Do what thou dar'st; I beard thee to thy Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd.
face. Char. Presently we'll try :-Come, let's away Glo. What? am I dar'd, and bearded to my about it:
face? No prophet will I trust, if she prove false. (Exe. Draw, men, for all this privileged place; SCENE III.-London. Hill before the Tower.
Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware you
beard ; Enter, at the gates, the Duke of Gloster, with
(Gloster and his men attack the bishop his serving-men in blue coats.
I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly: Glo. I am come to survey the Tower this day ; Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hát; Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance.: In spite of pope or dignities of church, Where be these warders, that they wait not here? Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down. Open the gates; Gloster it is that calls.
Win. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the pope
(Servants knock. Glo. Winchester goose, I cry-a rope ! a rope 1 Ward. (Within.) Who is there that knocks so Now beat them hence, why do you let them stay?imperiously?
Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array:Sery. It is the noble duke of Gloster.
Out, tawney-coats !--out, scarlet hypocrite! 2 Ward. Within.] Whoe'er he be, you may Here a great tumult. In the midst of il, enler
not be let in. I Serv. Answer you so the lord protector, villaina? The Mayor of London, and officers. 1 Ward. [Within.) The Lord protect' him! so May. Fie, lords that you, being supreme ma we answer him :
gistrates, We do no otherwise than we are will'd.
Thus contumeliously should break the peace ! Glo. Who willed you? or whose will stands but mine?
Glo. Peace, mayor; thou knowest little of my
wrongs : There's none protector of the realm, but I.
Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king Break up' the gates, I'll be your warrantize :
Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use. Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms ?
Win. Here's Gloster too, a soe to citizens : Servants rush at the Tower gates. Enter, to the one that still motions war, and never peace, gates, Woodville, the lieutenant.
O'ercharging your free purses with large fines ; Wood. ( Within.) What noise is this ? what trai- That seeks to overthrow religion. tors have we here?
(4) Break open. (1) Expect prosperity after misfortune.
(5) Alluding to his shaven crown. (6) Traitor (2) Meaning the four daughtere o? Philip, men- (7) Sin. (8) A strumpet. tioned in Acts xxi, 9.
(9) An allusion to the bishop's habit.
Because he is protector of the realm;
Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death, And would have armour here out of the Tower, Rather than I would be so pil'd esteemid. To crown himself king, and suppress the prince. In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir'd. Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but blows. But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wourds my heart
[Here they skirmish again. Whom with my bare fists I would execute, May. Nought rests for me, in this tumultuous IC I now had him brought into my power. strife,
Sal. Yet tell'st thou not, how thou wert enter. But to make open proclamation:
tain'd. Come, Officer; as loud as e'er thou canst.
Tal. With scofts, and scorns, and contumelious DÆ. Au manner of men, assembled here in arms In open market-place producid they me,
taunts. this day, againsi God's peace and the king's, we To be a public spectacle to all ; charge and command you, in his highness' name, Here, said they, is the terror
of the French, to repair to your several dwelling-places; and The scarc-crow that affrights our children so. not to wear, handle, or use, any sword, weapon, Then broke I from the officers that led me; or dagger, henceforward, upon pain of death.
And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground, Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law: To hurl at the beholders of my shame. But we shall meet, and break our minds at large. My grisly countenance made others fly; Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear cost, be None durst come near for fear of sudden death.
In iron walls they deem'd me not secure ; Thy heart-blood I will have for this day's work. So great kar of my name 'mongst them was spread,
May. I'll call for clubs,' if you will not away:– That they supposed, I could rend bars of steel,
That walk'd about me every minute-while;
. I grieve to hear what torments you endur'd, depart.
But we will be reveng'd sufficiently. Good God! that nobles should such stomachsa bear! Now it is supper-time in Orleans : I myself fight not once in forty year. (Exeunt. Here, through this grate, I can count every one, SCENE IV.-France. Before Orleans. Enter Let us look in, the sight will much delight thee.
And view the Frenchmen how they fortify' ;. on the walls, the Master-Gunner and his Son.
Sir Thomas Gargrave, and sir William Glansdale, M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is Let me have your express opinions, besieg'd:
Where is best place to make our battery next. And how the English have the suburbs won.
Gar. I think, at the north gate ; for there stanu Son. Father, I know; and oft have shot at them, lords. Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss'd my aim.
Glan. And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge. M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou rul'd Tal. For aught I see, this city must be famishi, by me:
Or with slight skirmishes enfeebled. Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
(Shot from the toon. Salisbury and Sir Something I must do, to procure me grace:'
Thomas Gargrave fall. The prince's espials have inform'd me,
Sal. O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners! How the English, in the suburbs close entrench'd, Gar. O Lord, have mercy on me, woful man! Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars
Tal. What chance is this, that suddenly hath In yonder tower, to overpeer the city;
cross'd us? And thence discover, how, with most advantage, Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak; They may vex us, with shot, or with assault. How far'st thou, mirror of all martial men! To intercept this inconvenience,
One of thy eyes, and thy cheek's side struck off!A piece of ordnance'gainst it I have plac'd; Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand, And fully even these three days have I watch'd, That hath contrived this woful tragedy ! If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch, In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame; For I can stay no longer.
Henry the Fifth he first trained to the wars; If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word; Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck
up, And thou shalt find me at the governor's. [Exit. His sword did ne'er leave striking in the field.
Son. Father, I warrant you; take you no care; Yet livost thou, Salisbury ? though thy speech duta I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.
fail, Enter, in an upper chamber of a tower, the Lords The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.
One eye thou hast to look to heaven for grace:
If Salisbury want mercy at thy hands! -
Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life?
Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner, | Thou shalt not die, whiles-
should say, When I am dead and gone, But with a baser man of arms by far,
Remember to avenge me on the French. Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me: Plantaganet, I will; and Nero-like,
(1) That is, for peace-officers armed with clubs (2) Pride, (3) Favour (4) Spica. or staves.
(5) So stripped of honours.
Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn : You all consented unto Salisbury's death,
For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.-
The shame hereof will make me hide my head. Enter a Messenger.
(Alarum. Retreat. Exeunt Talbot and nig Mess. My lord, my lord, the French have gather'd
forces, &c. head: The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd, - SCENE VI. The same. Enter, on the walls, Pu. A holy prophetess new risen up,
celle, Charles, Reignier, Alençon, and soldiers. Is come with a great power to raise the siege. Puc. Advance our waving colours on the walls;
(Salisbury groans. Rescu'd is Orleans from the English wolves :Tal. Hear, hear, how dying Salisbury doth groan! Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word. It irks his heart he cannot be reveng'd.
Char. Divinest creature, bright Astraa's daughter, Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you;
How shall I honour thee for this success? Pucelle or puzzel,' dorphin or dogfish,
Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens, Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels,
That one day bloom’d, and fruitful were the next.-And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.
France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess !Convey me Salisbury into his tent,
Recover'd is the town of Orleans: And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state. dare. (Exeunt, bearing out the bodies.
Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout the SCENE V.—The same. Before one of the gates. Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires,
town? Alarum. Skirmishings: Talbot pursueth the And feast and banquet in the open streets, Dauphin, and driveth him in : then enter Joan To celebrate the joy that God hath given us. la Pucelle, driving Englishmen before her. Then
Alen. All France will be replete with mirth and enter Talbot.
joy, Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and my When they shall hear how we have played the men. force?
Char. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won, Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them; For which, I will divide my crown with her: A woman, clad in armour, chaseth them.
And all thé priests and friars in my realm
ession, sing her endless praise.
A statelier pyramis to her l'll rear,
In memory of her, when she is dead,
[They fight. Before the kings and queens of France.
Puc. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come:
SCENE I.-The same.
Enter, to the gates, a Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a potter's
French Sergeant, and two Sentinels. wheel;
Serg. Sirs, take your places, and be vigilant: I know not where I am, nor what I do:
If any noise, or soldier, you perceive, A witch, by fear, no: force, like Hannibal, Near to the walls, by some apparent sign, Drives back our troops, and conquers as she lists; Let us have knowledge at the court of guard." So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome stench, 1 Sent. Sergeant, you shall. (Exit Serg.) Thus Are from their hives, and houses, driven away.
are poor servitors They called us, for our fierceness, English dogs; (When others sleep upon their quiet beds,) Now, like to whelps, we crying run away. Constrain'd to watch in darkness, rain, and cold.
(.A short alarum. Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,
Enter Talbot, Bedford, Burgundy, and forces, Or tear the lions out of England's coat;
with scaling-ladders;' their drums bealing i Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' stead :
dead march. Sheep run not half so timorous from the wolf, Tal. Lord regent,—and redoubted Burgundy,-Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard,
By whose approach, the regions of Artois, As you fly from your oft-subdued slaves.
Walloon, and Picardy, are friends to us, (Alarum. Another skirmish. This happy night the Frenchmen are secure, It will not be :-retire into your trenches : Having all day carous'd and banqueted :
Embrace we then this opportunity; (1) Dirty wench.
As fitting best to quittance their deceit, (2) The superstition of those times taught, that Contrivà by art, and balesul sorcery. he who could draw a witch's blood was free from her power.
(3) The same as guard-room,