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<TITLE>The First Part of Henry the Sixth</TITLE>
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<PERSONAE>
<TITLE>Dramatis Personae</TITLE>
<PERSONA>KING HENRY THE SIXTH</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, uncle to the King, and Protector. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUKE OF BEDFORD, uncle to the King, and Regent of France. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>THOMAS BEAUFORT, Duke of Exeter, great-uncle to the King. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>HENRY BEAUFORT, great-uncle to the King, Bishop of Winchester, and afterwards Cardinal. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>JOHN BEAUFORT, Earl, afterwards Duke, of Somerset. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>RICHARD PLANTAGENET, son of Richard late Earl of Cambridge, afterwards Duke of York.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>EARL OF WARWICK</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>EARL OF SALISBURY</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>EARL OF SUFFOLK</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD TALBOT, afterwards Earl of Shrewsbury. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>JOHN TALBOT, Lord Talbot's son.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>EDMUND MORTIMER, Earl of March. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR JOHN FASTOLFE</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR WILLIAM LUCY</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR THOMAS GARGRAVE</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Mayor of London</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>WOODVILE, Lieutenant of the Tower.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>VERNON, of the White-Rose or York faction.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>BASSET, of the Red-Rose or Lancaster faction.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>A Lawyer. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Mortimer's Keepers. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>CHARLES, Dauphin, and afterwards King, of France.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>REIGNIER, Duke of Anjou, and titular King of Naples.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUKE OF BURGUNDY</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUKE OF ALENCON</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Governor of Paris.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Master-Gunner of Orleans, and his Son. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>General of the French forces in Bourdeaux. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>A French Sergeant. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>A Porter.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>An old Shepherd, father to Joan la Pucelle. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>MARGARET, daughter to Reignier, afterwards married to King Henry.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>JOAN LA PUCELLE, commonly called Joan of Arc.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Lords, Warders of the Tower, Heralds, Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and Attendants.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Fiends appearing to La Pucelle.</PERSONA>
</PERSONAE>
<SCNDESCR>SCENE Partly in England, and partly in France.</SCNDESCR>
<PLAYSUBT>1 KING HENRY VI</PLAYSUBT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT I</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. Westminster Abbey.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Dead March. Enter the Funeral of KING HENRY the
Fifth, attended on by Dukes of BEDFORD, Regent of
France; GLOUCESTER, Protector; and EXETER, Earl of
WARWICK, the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER, Heralds, &amp;c</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!</LINE>
<LINE>Comets, importing change of times and states,</LINE>
<LINE>Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky,</LINE>
<LINE>And with them scourge the bad revolting stars</LINE>
<LINE>That have consented unto Henry's death!</LINE>
<LINE>King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long!</LINE>
<LINE>England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>England ne'er had a king until his time.</LINE>
<LINE>Virtue he had, deserving to command:</LINE>
<LINE>His brandish'd sword did blind men with his beams:</LINE>
<LINE>His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings;</LINE>
<LINE>His sparking eyes, replete with wrathful fire,</LINE>
<LINE>More dazzled and drove back his enemies</LINE>
<LINE>Than mid-day sun fierce bent against their faces.</LINE>
<LINE>What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech:</LINE>
<LINE>He ne'er lift up his hand but conquered.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>EXETER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We mourn in black: why mourn we not in blood?</LINE>
<LINE>Henry is dead and never shall revive:</LINE>
<LINE>Upon a wooden coffin we attend,</LINE>
<LINE>And death's dishonourable victory</LINE>
<LINE>We with our stately presence glorify,</LINE>
<LINE>Like captives bound to a triumphant car.</LINE>
<LINE>What! shall we curse the planets of mishap</LINE>
<LINE>That plotted thus our glory's overthrow?</LINE>
<LINE>Or shall we think the subtle-witted French</LINE>
<LINE>Conjurers and sorcerers, that afraid of him</LINE>
<LINE>By magic verses have contrived his end?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He was a king bless'd of the King of kings.</LINE>
<LINE>Unto the French the dreadful judgement-day</LINE>
<LINE>So dreadful will not be as was his sight.</LINE>
<LINE>The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought:</LINE>
<LINE>The church's prayers made him so prosperous.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The church! where is it? Had not churchmen pray'd,</LINE>
<LINE>His thread of life had not so soon decay'd:</LINE>
<LINE>None do you like but an effeminate prince,</LINE>
<LINE>Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Gloucester, whate'er we like, thou art protector</LINE>
<LINE>And lookest to command the prince and realm.</LINE>
<LINE>Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,</LINE>
<LINE>More than God or religious churchmen may.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Name not religion, for thou lovest the flesh,</LINE>
<LINE>And ne'er throughout the year to church thou go'st</LINE>
<LINE>Except it be to pray against thy foes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Cease, cease these jars and rest your minds in peace:</LINE>
<LINE>Let's to the altar: heralds, wait on us:</LINE>
<LINE>Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms:</LINE>
<LINE>Since arms avail not now that Henry's dead.</LINE>
<LINE>Posterity, await for wretched years,</LINE>
<LINE>When at their mothers' moist eyes babes shall suck,</LINE>
<LINE>Our isle be made a nourish of salt tears,</LINE>
<LINE>And none but women left to wail the dead.</LINE>
<LINE>Henry the Fifth, thy ghost I invocate:</LINE>
<LINE>Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils,</LINE>
<LINE>Combat with adverse planets in the heavens!</LINE>
<LINE>A far more glorious star thy soul will make</LINE>
<LINE>Than Julius Caesar or bright--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter a Messenger</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My honourable lords, health to you all!</LINE>
<LINE>Sad tidings bring I to you out of France,</LINE>
<LINE>Of loss, of slaughter and discomfiture:</LINE>
<LINE>Guienne, Champagne, Rheims, Orleans,</LINE>
<LINE>Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What say'st thou, man, before dead Henry's corse?</LINE>
<LINE>Speak softly, or the loss of those great towns</LINE>
<LINE>Will make him burst his lead and rise from death.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is Paris lost? is Rouen yielded up?</LINE>
<LINE>If Henry were recall'd to life again,</LINE>
<LINE>These news would cause him once more yield the ghost.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>EXETER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How were they lost? what treachery was used?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No treachery; but want of men and money.</LINE>
<LINE>Amongst the soldiers this is muttered,</LINE>
<LINE>That here you maintain several factions,</LINE>
<LINE>And whilst a field should be dispatch'd and fought,</LINE>
<LINE>You are disputing of your generals:</LINE>
<LINE>One would have lingering wars with little cost;</LINE>
<LINE>Another would fly swift, but wanteth wings;</LINE>
<LINE>A third thinks, without expense at all,</LINE>
<LINE>By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd.</LINE>
<LINE>Awake, awake, English nobility!</LINE>
<LINE>Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot:</LINE>
<LINE>Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms;</LINE>
<LINE>Of England's coat one half is cut away.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>EXETER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Were our tears wanting to this funeral,</LINE>
<LINE>These tidings would call forth their flowing tides.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Me they concern; Regent I am of France.</LINE>
<LINE>Give me my steeled coat. I'll fight for France.</LINE>
<LINE>Away with these disgraceful wailing robes!</LINE>
<LINE>Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes,</LINE>
<LINE>To weep their intermissive miseries.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter to them another Messenger</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lords, view these letters full of bad mischance.</LINE>
<LINE>France is revolted from the English quite,</LINE>
<LINE>Except some petty towns of no import:</LINE>
<LINE>The Dauphin Charles is crowned king of Rheims;</LINE>
<LINE>The Bastard of Orleans with him is join'd;</LINE>
<LINE>Reignier, Duke of Anjou, doth take his part;</LINE>
<LINE>The Duke of Alencon flieth to his side.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>EXETER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The Dauphin crowned king! all fly to him!</LINE>
<LINE>O, whither shall we fly from this reproach?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We will not fly, but to our enemies' throats.</LINE>
<LINE>Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Gloucester, why doubt'st thou of my forwardness?</LINE>
<LINE>An army have I muster'd in my thoughts,</LINE>
<LINE>Wherewith already France is overrun.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter another Messenger</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My gracious lords, to add to your laments,</LINE>
<LINE>Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse,</LINE>
<LINE>I must inform you of a dismal fight</LINE>
<LINE>Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't so?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, no; wherein Lord Talbot was o'erthrown:</LINE>
<LINE>The circumstance I'll tell you more at large.</LINE>
<LINE>The tenth of August last this dreadful lord,</LINE>
<LINE>Retiring from the siege of Orleans,</LINE>
<LINE>Having full scarce six thousand in his troop.</LINE>
<LINE>By three and twenty thousand of the French</LINE>
<LINE>Was round encompassed and set upon.</LINE>
<LINE>No leisure had he to enrank his men;</LINE>
<LINE>He wanted pikes to set before his archers;</LINE>
<LINE>Instead whereof sharp stakes pluck'd out of hedges</LINE>
<LINE>They pitched in the ground confusedly,</LINE>
<LINE>To keep the horsemen off from breaking in.</LINE>
<LINE>More than three hours the fight continued;</LINE>
<LINE>Where valiant Talbot above human thought</LINE>
<LINE>Enacted wonders with his sword and lance:</LINE>
<LINE>Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand him;</LINE>
<LINE>Here, there, and every where, enraged he flew:</LINE>
<LINE>The French exclaim'd, the devil was in arms;</LINE>
<LINE>All the whole army stood agazed on him:</LINE>
<LINE>His soldiers spying his undaunted spirit</LINE>
<LINE>A Talbot! a Talbot! cried out amain</LINE>
<LINE>And rush'd into the bowels of the battle.</LINE>
<LINE>Here had the conquest fully been seal'd up,</LINE>
<LINE>If Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the coward:</LINE>
<LINE>He, being in the vaward, placed behind</LINE>
<LINE>With purpose to relieve and follow them,</LINE>
<LINE>Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke.</LINE>
<LINE>Hence grew the general wreck and massacre;</LINE>
<LINE>Enclosed were they with their enemies:</LINE>
<LINE>A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace,</LINE>
<LINE>Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back,</LINE>
<LINE>Whom all France with their chief assembled strength</LINE>
<LINE>Durst not presume to look once in the face.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is Talbot slain? then I will slay myself,</LINE>
<LINE>For living idly here in pomp and ease,</LINE>
<LINE>Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid,</LINE>
<LINE>Unto his dastard foemen is betray'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O no, he lives; but is took prisoner,</LINE>
<LINE>And Lord Scales with him and Lord Hungerford:</LINE>
<LINE>Most of the rest slaughter'd or took likewise.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>His ransom there is none but I shall pay:</LINE>
<LINE>I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne:</LINE>
<LINE>His crown shall be the ransom of my friend;</LINE>
<LINE>Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours.</LINE>
<LINE>Farewell, my masters; to my task will I;</LINE>
<LINE>Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make,</LINE>
<LINE>To keep our great Saint George's feast withal:</LINE>
<LINE>Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take,</LINE>
<LINE>Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So you had need; for Orleans is besieged;</LINE>
<LINE>The English army is grown weak and faint:</LINE>
<LINE>The Earl of Salisbury craveth supply,</LINE>
<LINE>And hardly keeps his men from mutiny,</LINE>
<LINE>Since they, so few, watch such a multitude.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>EXETER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry sworn,</LINE>
<LINE>Either to quell the Dauphin utterly,</LINE>
<LINE>Or bring him in obedience to your yoke.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do remember it; and here take my leave,</LINE>
<LINE>To go about my preparation.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll to the Tower with all the haste I can,</LINE>
<LINE>To view the artillery and munition;</LINE>
<LINE>And then I will proclaim young Henry king.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>EXETER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To Eltham will I, where the young king is,</LINE>
<LINE>Being ordain'd his special governor,</LINE>
<LINE>And for his safety there I'll best devise.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Each hath his place and function to attend:</LINE>
<LINE>I am left out; for me nothing remains.</LINE>
<LINE>But long I will not be Jack out of office:</LINE>
<LINE>The king from Eltham I intend to steal</LINE>
<LINE>And sit at chiefest stern of public weal.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. France. Before Orleans.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Sound a flourish. Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and
REIGNIER, marching with drum and Soldiers</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens</LINE>
<LINE>So in the earth, to this day is not known:</LINE>
<LINE>Late did he shine upon the English side;</LINE>
<LINE>Now we are victors; upon us he smiles.</LINE>
<LINE>What towns of any moment but we have?</LINE>
<LINE>At pleasure here we lie near Orleans;</LINE>
<LINE>Otherwhiles the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,</LINE>
<LINE>Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>They want their porridge and their fat bull-beeves:</LINE>
<LINE>Either they must be dieted like mules</LINE>
<LINE>And have their provender tied to their mouths</LINE>
<LINE>Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let's raise the siege: why live we idly here?</LINE>
<LINE>Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear:</LINE>
<LINE>Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury;</LINE>
<LINE>And he may well in fretting spend his gall,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor men nor money hath he to make war.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sound, sound alarum! we will rush on them.</LINE>
<LINE>Now for the honour of the forlorn French!</LINE>
<LINE>Him I forgive my death that killeth me</LINE>
<LINE>When he sees me go back one foot or fly.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Here alarum; they are beaten back by the English
with great loss. Re-enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and REIGNIER</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Who ever saw the like? what men have I!</LINE>
<LINE>Dogs! cowards! dastards! I would ne'er have fled,</LINE>
<LINE>But that they left me 'midst my enemies.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Salisbury is a desperate homicide;</LINE>
<LINE>He fighteth as one weary of his life.</LINE>
<LINE>The other lords, like lions wanting food,</LINE>
<LINE>Do rush upon us as their hungry prey.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Froissart, a countryman of ours, records,</LINE>
<LINE>England all Olivers and Rowlands bred,</LINE>
<LINE>During the time Edward the Third did reign.</LINE>
<LINE>More truly now may this be verified;</LINE>
<LINE>For none but Samsons and Goliases</LINE>
<LINE>It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten!</LINE>
<LINE>Lean, raw-boned rascals! who would e'er suppose</LINE>
<LINE>They had such courage and audacity?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let's leave this town; for they are hare-brain'd slaves,</LINE>
<LINE>And hunger will enforce them to be more eager:</LINE>
<LINE>Of old I know them; rather with their teeth</LINE>
<LINE>The walls they'll tear down than forsake the siege.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I think, by some odd gimmors or device</LINE>
<LINE>Their arms are set like clocks, stiff to strike on;</LINE>
<LINE>Else ne'er could they hold out so as they do.</LINE>
<LINE>By my consent, we'll even let them alone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Be it so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Where's the Prince Dauphin? I have news for him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer appall'd:</LINE>
<LINE>Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence?</LINE>
<LINE>Be not dismay'd, for succor is at hand:</LINE>
<LINE>A holy maid hither with me I bring,</LINE>
<LINE>Which by a vision sent to her from heaven</LINE>
<LINE>Ordained is to raise this tedious siege</LINE>
<LINE>And drive the English forth the bounds of France.</LINE>
<LINE>The spirit of deep prophecy she hath,</LINE>
<LINE>Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome:</LINE>
<LINE>What's past and what's to come she can descry.</LINE>
<LINE>Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words,</LINE>
<LINE>For they are certain and unfallible.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go, call her in.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit BASTARD OF ORLEANS</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>But first, to try her skill,</LINE>
<LINE>Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place:</LINE>
<LINE>Question her proudly; let thy looks be stern:</LINE>
<LINE>By this means shall we sound what skill she hath.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS, with JOAN LA PUCELLE</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wondrous feats?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to beguile me?</LINE>
<LINE>Where is the Dauphin? Come, come from behind;</LINE>
<LINE>I know thee well, though never seen before.</LINE>
<LINE>Be not amazed, there's nothing hid from me:</LINE>
<LINE>In private will I talk with thee apart.</LINE>
<LINE>Stand back, you lords, and give us leave awhile.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>She takes upon her bravely at first dash.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daughter,</LINE>
<LINE>My wit untrain'd in any kind of art.</LINE>
<LINE>Heaven and our Lady gracious hath it pleased</LINE>
<LINE>To shine on my contemptible estate:</LINE>
<LINE>Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs,</LINE>
<LINE>And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks,</LINE>
<LINE>God's mother deigned to appear to me</LINE>
<LINE>And in a vision full of majesty</LINE>
<LINE>Will'd me to leave my base vocation</LINE>
<LINE>And free my country from calamity:</LINE>
<LINE>Her aid she promised and assured success:</LINE>
<LINE>In complete glory she reveal'd herself;</LINE>
<LINE>And, whereas I was black and swart before,</LINE>
<LINE>With those clear rays which she infused on me</LINE>
<LINE>That beauty am I bless'd with which you see.</LINE>
<LINE>Ask me what question thou canst possible,</LINE>
<LINE>And I will answer unpremeditated:</LINE>
<LINE>My courage try by combat, if thou darest,</LINE>
<LINE>And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex.</LINE>
<LINE>Resolve on this, thou shalt be fortunate,</LINE>
<LINE>If thou receive me for thy warlike mate.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high terms:</LINE>
<LINE>Only this proof I'll of thy valour make,</LINE>
<LINE>In single combat thou shalt buckle with me,</LINE>
<LINE>And if thou vanquishest, thy words are true;</LINE>
<LINE>Otherwise I renounce all confidence.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am prepared: here is my keen-edged sword,</LINE>
<LINE>Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each side;</LINE>
<LINE>The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's</LINE>
<LINE>churchyard,</LINE>
<LINE>Out of a great deal of old iron I chose forth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then come, o' God's name; I fear no woman.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Here they fight, and JOAN LA PUCELLE overcomes</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stay, stay thy hands! thou art an Amazon</LINE>
<LINE>And fightest with the sword of Deborah.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Christ's mother helps me, else I were too weak.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must help me:</LINE>
<LINE>Impatiently I burn with thy desire;</LINE>
<LINE>My heart and hands thou hast at once subdued.</LINE>
<LINE>Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so,</LINE>
<LINE>Let me thy servant and not sovereign be:</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I must not yield to any rites of love,</LINE>
<LINE>For my profession's sacred from above:</LINE>
<LINE>When I have chased all thy foes from hence,</LINE>
<LINE>Then will I think upon a recompense.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Meantime look gracious on thy prostrate thrall.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, methinks, is very long in talk.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Doubtless he shrives this woman to her smock;</LINE>
<LINE>Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Shall we disturb him, since he keeps no mean?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He may mean more than we poor men do know:</LINE>
<LINE>These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, where are you? what devise you on?</LINE>
<LINE>Shall we give over Orleans, or no?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants!</LINE>
<LINE>Fight till the last gasp; I will be your guard.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What she says I'll confirm: we'll fight it out.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Assign'd am I to be the English scourge.</LINE>
<LINE>This night the siege assuredly I'll raise:</LINE>
<LINE>Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days,</LINE>
<LINE>Since I have entered into these wars.</LINE>
<LINE>Glory is like a circle in the water,</LINE>
<LINE>Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself</LINE>
<LINE>Till by broad spreading it disperse to nought.</LINE>
<LINE>With Henry's death the English circle ends;</LINE>
<LINE>Dispersed are the glories it included.</LINE>
<LINE>Now am I like that proud insulting ship</LINE>
<LINE>Which Caesar and his fortune bare at once.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Was Mahomet inspired with a dove?</LINE>
<LINE>Thou with an eagle art inspired then.</LINE>
<LINE>Helen, the mother of great Constantine,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters, were like thee.</LINE>
<LINE>Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the earth,</LINE>
<LINE>How may I reverently worship thee enough?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Woman, do what thou canst to save our honours;</LINE>
<LINE>Drive them from Orleans and be immortalized.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Presently we'll try: come, let's away about it:</LINE>
<LINE>No prophet will I trust, if she prove false.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE III. London. Before the Tower.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter GLOUCESTER, with his Serving-men in blue coats</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am come to survey the Tower this day:</LINE>
<LINE>Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance.</LINE>
<LINE>Where be these warders, that they wait not here?</LINE>
<LINE>Open the gates; 'tis Gloucester that calls.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Warder</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Within</STAGEDIR> Who's there that knocks so imperiously?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Serving-Man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is the noble Duke of Gloucester.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Warder</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Within</STAGEDIR> Whoe'er he be, you may not be let in.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Serving-Man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Villains, answer you so the lord protector?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Warder</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Within</STAGEDIR> The Lord protect him! so we answer him:</LINE>
<LINE>We do no otherwise than we are will'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Who willed you? or whose will stands but mine?</LINE>
<LINE>There's none protector of the realm but I.</LINE>
<LINE>Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize.</LINE>
<LINE>Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Gloucester's men rush at the Tower Gates, and
WOODVILE the Lieutenant speaks within</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WOODVILE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What noise is this? what traitors have we here?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lieutenant, is it you whose voice I hear?</LINE>
<LINE>Open the gates; here's Gloucester that would enter.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WOODVILE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Have patience, noble duke; I may not open;</LINE>
<LINE>The Cardinal of Winchester forbids:</LINE>
<LINE>From him I have express commandment</LINE>
<LINE>That thou nor none of thine shall be let in.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Faint-hearted Woodvile, prizest him 'fore me?</LINE>
<LINE>Arrogant Winchester, that haughty prelate,</LINE>
<LINE>Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could brook?</LINE>
<LINE>Thou art no friend to God or to the king:</LINE>
<LINE>Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Serving-Men</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Open the gates unto the lord protector,</LINE>
<LINE>Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not quickly.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter to the Protector at the Tower Gates BISHOP
OF WINCHESTER and his men in tawny coats</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How now, ambitious Humphry! what means this?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Peel'd priest, dost thou command me to be shut out?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do, thou most usurping proditor,</LINE>
<LINE>And not protector, of the king or realm.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stand back, thou manifest conspirator,</LINE>
<LINE>Thou that contrivedst to murder our dead lord;</LINE>
<LINE>Thou that givest whores indulgences to sin:</LINE>
<LINE>I'll canvass thee in thy broad cardinal's hat,</LINE>
<LINE>If thou proceed in this thy insolence.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a foot:</LINE>
<LINE>This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain,</LINE>
<LINE>To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back:</LINE>
<LINE>Thy scarlet robes as a child's bearing-cloth</LINE>
<LINE>I'll use to carry thee out of this place.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do what thou darest; I beard thee to thy face.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What! am I dared and bearded to my face?</LINE>
<LINE>Draw, men, for all this privileged place;</LINE>
<LINE>Blue coats to tawny coats. Priest, beware your beard,</LINE>
<LINE>I mean to tug it and to cuff you soundly:</LINE>
<LINE>Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat:</LINE>
<LINE>In spite of pope or dignities of church,</LINE>
<LINE>Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Gloucester, thou wilt answer this before the pope.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Winchester goose, I cry, a rope! a rope!</LINE>
<LINE>Now beat them hence; why do you let them stay?</LINE>
<LINE>Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array.</LINE>
<LINE>Out, tawny coats! out, scarlet hypocrite!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Here GLOUCESTER's men beat out BISHOP OF
WINCHESTER's men, and enter in the hurly-
burly the Mayor of London and his Officers</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Mayor</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates,</LINE>
<LINE>Thus contumeliously should break the peace!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Peace, mayor! thou know'st little of my wrongs:</LINE>
<LINE>Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king,</LINE>
<LINE>Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here's Gloucester, a foe to citizens,</LINE>
<LINE>One that still motions war and never peace,</LINE>
<LINE>O'ercharging your free purses with large fines,</LINE>
<LINE>That seeks to overthrow religion,</LINE>
<LINE>Because he is protector of the realm,</LINE>
<LINE>And would have armour here out of the Tower,</LINE>
<LINE>To crown himself king and suppress the prince.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will not answer thee with words, but blows.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Here they skirmish again</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Mayor</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Naught rests for me in this tumultuous strife</LINE>
<LINE>But to make open proclamation:</LINE>
<LINE>Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst,</LINE>
<LINE>Cry.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Officer</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All manner of men assembled here in arms this day</LINE>
<LINE>against God's peace and the king's, we charge and</LINE>
<LINE>command you, in his highness' name, to repair to</LINE>
<LINE>your several dwelling-places; and not to wear,</LINE>
<LINE>handle, or use any sword, weapon, or dagger,</LINE>
<LINE>henceforward, upon pain of death.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law:</LINE>
<LINE>But we shall meet, and break our minds at large.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Gloucester, we will meet; to thy cost, be sure:</LINE>
<LINE>Thy heart-blood I will have for this day's work.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Mayor</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll call for clubs, if you will not away.</LINE>
<LINE>This cardinal's more haughty than the devil.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou mayst.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Abominable Gloucester, guard thy head;</LINE>
<LINE>For I intend to have it ere long.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt, severally, GLOUCESTER and BISHOP OF
WINCHESTER with their Serving-men</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Mayor</SPEAKER>
<LINE>See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart.</LINE>
<LINE>Good God, these nobles should such stomachs bear!</LINE>
<LINE>I myself fight not once in forty year.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE IV. Orleans.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter, on the walls, a Master Gunner and his Boy</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Master-Gunner</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieged,</LINE>
<LINE>And how the English have the suburbs won.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Boy</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Father, I know; and oft have shot at them,</LINE>
<LINE>Howe'er unfortunate I miss'd my aim.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Master-Gunner</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruled by me:</LINE>
<LINE>Chief master-gunner am I of this town;</LINE>
<LINE>Something I must do to procure me grace.</LINE>
<LINE>The prince's espials have informed me</LINE>
<LINE>How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd,</LINE>
<LINE>Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars</LINE>
<LINE>In yonder tower, to overpeer the city,</LINE>
<LINE>And thence discover how with most advantage</LINE>
<LINE>They may vex us with shot, or with assault.</LINE>
<LINE>To intercept this inconvenience,</LINE>
<LINE>A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have placed;</LINE>
<LINE>And even these three days have I watch'd,</LINE>
<LINE>If I could see them.</LINE>
<LINE>Now do thou watch, for I can stay no longer.</LINE>
<LINE>If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word;</LINE>
<LINE>And thou shalt find me at the governor's.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Boy</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Father, I warrant you; take you no care;</LINE>
<LINE>I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter, on the turrets, SALISBURY and TALBOT,
GLANSDALE, GARGRAVE, and others</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SALISBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd!</LINE>
<LINE>How wert thou handled being prisoner?</LINE>
<LINE>Or by what means got'st thou to be released?</LINE>
<LINE>Discourse, I prithee, on this turret's top.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The Duke of Bedford had a prisoner</LINE>
<LINE>Call'd the brave Lord Ponton de Santrailles;</LINE>
<LINE>For him was I exchanged and ransomed.</LINE>
<LINE>But with a baser man of arms by far</LINE>
<LINE>Once in contempt they would have barter'd me:</LINE>
<LINE>Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death,</LINE>
<LINE>Rather than I would be so vile esteem'd.</LINE>
<LINE>In fine, redeem'd I was as I desired.</LINE>
<LINE>But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart,</LINE>
<LINE>Whom with my bare fists I would execute,</LINE>
<LINE>If I now had him brought into my power.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SALISBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yet tell'st thou not how thou wert entertain'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With scoffs and scorns and contumelious taunts.</LINE>
<LINE>In open market-place produced they me,</LINE>
<LINE>To be a public spectacle to all:</LINE>
<LINE>Here, said they, is the terror of the French,</LINE>
<LINE>The scarecrow that affrights our children so.</LINE>
<LINE>Then broke I from the officers that led me,</LINE>
<LINE>And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground,</LINE>
<LINE>To hurl at the beholders of my shame:</LINE>
<LINE>My grisly countenance made others fly;</LINE>
<LINE>None durst come near for fear of sudden death.</LINE>
<LINE>In iron walls they deem'd me not secure;</LINE>
<LINE>So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread,</LINE>
<LINE>That they supposed I could rend bars of steel,</LINE>
<LINE>And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:</LINE>
<LINE>Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,</LINE>
<LINE>That walked about me every minute-while;</LINE>
<LINE>And if I did but stir out of my bed,</LINE>
<LINE>Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter the Boy with a linstock</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SALISBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I grieve to hear what torments you endured,</LINE>
<LINE>But we will be revenged sufficiently</LINE>
<LINE>Now it is supper-time in Orleans:</LINE>
<LINE>Here, through this grate, I count each one</LINE>
<LINE>and view the Frenchmen how they fortify:</LINE>
<LINE>Let us look in; the sight will much delight thee.</LINE>
<LINE>Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glansdale,</LINE>
<LINE>Let me have your express opinions</LINE>
<LINE>Where is best place to make our battery next.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GARGRAVE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I think, at the north gate; for there stand lords.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLANSDALE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>For aught I see, this city must be famish'd,</LINE>
<LINE>Or with light skirmishes enfeebled.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Here they shoot. SALISBURY and GARGRAVE fall</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SALISBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GARGRAVE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O Lord, have mercy on me, woful man!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What chance is this that suddenly hath cross'd us?</LINE>
<LINE>Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak:</LINE>
<LINE>How farest thou, mirror of all martial men?</LINE>
<LINE>One of thy eyes and thy cheek's side struck off!</LINE>
<LINE>Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand</LINE>
<LINE>That hath contrived this woful tragedy!</LINE>
<LINE>In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame;</LINE>
<LINE>Henry the Fifth he first train'd to the wars;</LINE>
<LINE>Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up,</LINE>
<LINE>His sword did ne'er leave striking in the field.</LINE>
<LINE>Yet livest thou, Salisbury? though thy speech doth fail,</LINE>
<LINE>One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for grace:</LINE>
<LINE>The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.</LINE>
<LINE>Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive,</LINE>
<LINE>If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands!</LINE>
<LINE>Bear hence his body; I will help to bury it.</LINE>
<LINE>Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life?</LINE>
<LINE>Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him.</LINE>
<LINE>Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;</LINE>
<LINE>Thou shalt not die whiles--</LINE>
<LINE>He beckons with his hand and smiles on me.</LINE>
<LINE>As who should say 'When I am dead and gone,</LINE>
<LINE>Remember to avenge me on the French.'</LINE>
<LINE>Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero,</LINE>
<LINE>Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn:</LINE>
<LINE>Wretched shall France be only in my name.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Here an alarum, and it thunders and lightens</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>What stir is this? what tumult's in the heavens?</LINE>
<LINE>Whence cometh this alarum and the noise?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter a Messenger</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, my lord, the French have gathered head:</LINE>
<LINE>The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd,</LINE>
<LINE>A holy prophetess new risen up,</LINE>
<LINE>Is come with a great power to raise the siege.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Here SALISBURY lifteth himself up and groans</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hear, hear how dying Salisbury doth groan!</LINE>
<LINE>It irks his heart he cannot be revenged.</LINE>
<LINE>Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you:</LINE>
<LINE>Pucelle or puzzel, dolphin or dogfish,</LINE>
<LINE>Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels,</LINE>
<LINE>And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.</LINE>
<LINE>Convey me Salisbury into his tent,</LINE>
<LINE>And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen dare.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Alarum. Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE V. The same.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Here an alarum again: and TALBOT pursueth the
DAUPHIN, and driveth him: then enter JOAN LA
PUCELLE, driving Englishmen before her, and exit
after them then re-enter TALBOT</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Where is my strength, my valour, and my force?</LINE>
<LINE>Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them:</LINE>
<LINE>A woman clad in armour chaseth them.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter JOAN LA PUCELLE</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Here, here she comes. I'll have a bout with thee;</LINE>
<LINE>Devil or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee:</LINE>
<LINE>Blood will I draw on thee, thou art a witch,</LINE>
<LINE>And straightway give thy soul to him thou servest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come, come, 'tis only I that must disgrace thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Here they fight</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail?</LINE>
<LINE>My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage</LINE>
<LINE>And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder.</LINE>
<LINE>But I will chastise this high-minded strumpet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>They fight again</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come:</LINE>
<LINE>I must go victual Orleans forthwith.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>A short alarum; then enter the town with soldiers</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>O'ertake me, if thou canst; I scorn thy strength.</LINE>
<LINE>Go, go, cheer up thy hungry-starved men;</LINE>
<LINE>Help Salisbury to make his testament:</LINE>
<LINE>This day is ours, as many more shall be.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel;</LINE>
<LINE>I know not where I am, nor what I do;</LINE>
<LINE>A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal,</LINE>
<LINE>Drives back our troops and conquers as she lists:</LINE>
<LINE>So bees with smoke and doves with noisome stench</LINE>
<LINE>Are from their hives and houses driven away.</LINE>
<LINE>They call'd us for our fierceness English dogs;</LINE>
<LINE>Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>A short alarum</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,</LINE>
<LINE>Or tear the lions out of England's coat;</LINE>
<LINE>Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' stead:</LINE>
<LINE>Sheep run not half so treacherous from the wolf,</LINE>
<LINE>Or horse or oxen from the leopard,</LINE>
<LINE>As you fly from your oft-subdued slaves.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Alarum. Here another skirmish</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>It will not be: retire into your trenches:</LINE>
<LINE>You all consented unto Salisbury's death,</LINE>
<LINE>For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.</LINE>
<LINE>Pucelle is enter'd into Orleans,</LINE>
<LINE>In spite of us or aught that we could do.</LINE>
<LINE>O, would I were to die with Salisbury!</LINE>
<LINE>The shame hereof will make me hide my head.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit TALBOT. Alarum; retreat; flourish</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE VI. The same.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter, on the walls, JOAN LA PUCELLE, CHARLES,
REIGNIER, ALENCON, and Soldiers</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Advance our waving colours on the walls;</LINE>
<LINE>Rescued is Orleans from the English</LINE>
<LINE>Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Divinest creature, Astraea's daughter,</LINE>
<LINE>How shall I honour thee for this success?</LINE>
<LINE>Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens</LINE>
<LINE>That one day bloom'd and fruitful were the next.</LINE>
<LINE>France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess!</LINE>
<LINE>Recover'd is the town of Orleans:</LINE>
<LINE>More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why ring not out the bells aloud throughout the town?</LINE>
<LINE>Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires</LINE>
<LINE>And feast and banquet in the open streets,</LINE>
<LINE>To celebrate the joy that God hath given us.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All France will be replete with mirth and joy,</LINE>
<LINE>When they shall hear how we have play'd the men.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won;</LINE>
<LINE>For which I will divide my crown with her,</LINE>
<LINE>And all the priests and friars in my realm</LINE>
<LINE>Shall in procession sing her endless praise.</LINE>
<LINE>A statelier pyramis to her I'll rear</LINE>
<LINE>Than Rhodope's or Memphis' ever was:</LINE>
<LINE>In memory of her when she is dead,</LINE>
<LINE>Her ashes, in an urn more precious</LINE>
<LINE>Than the rich-jewel'd of Darius,</LINE>
<LINE>Transported shall be at high festivals</LINE>
<LINE>Before the kings and queens of France.</LINE>
<LINE>No longer on Saint Denis will we cry,</LINE>
<LINE>But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint.</LINE>
<LINE>Come in, and let us banquet royally,</LINE>
<LINE>After this golden day of victory.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Flourish. Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT II</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. Before Orleans.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter a Sergeant of a band with two Sentinels</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Sergeant</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sirs, take your places and be vigilant:</LINE>
<LINE>If any noise or soldier you perceive</LINE>
<LINE>Near to the walls, by some apparent sign</LINE>
<LINE>Let us have knowledge at the court of guard.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Sentinel</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sergeant, you shall.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit Sergeant</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Thus are poor servitors,</LINE>
<LINE>When others sleep upon their quiet beds,</LINE>
<LINE>Constrain'd to watch in darkness, rain and cold.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and Forces, with
scaling-ladders, their drums beating a dead march</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lord Regent, and redoubted Burgundy,</LINE>
<LINE>By whose approach the regions of Artois,</LINE>
<LINE>Wallon and Picardy are friends to us,</LINE>
<LINE>This happy night the Frenchmen are secure,</LINE>
<LINE>Having all day caroused and banqueted:</LINE>
<LINE>Embrace we then this opportunity</LINE>
<LINE>As fitting best to quittance their deceit</LINE>
<LINE>Contrived by art and baleful sorcery.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Coward of France! how much he wrongs his fame,</LINE>
<LINE>Despairing of his own arm's fortitude,</LINE>
<LINE>To join with witches and the help of hell!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Traitors have never other company.</LINE>
<LINE>But what's that Pucelle whom they term so pure?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A maid, they say.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A maid! and be so martial!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pray God she prove not masculine ere long,</LINE>
<LINE>If underneath the standard of the French</LINE>
<LINE>She carry armour as she hath begun.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, let them practise and converse with spirits:</LINE>
<LINE>God is our fortress, in whose conquering name</LINE>
<LINE>Let us resolve to scale their flinty bulwarks.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ascend, brave Talbot; we will follow thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not all together: better far, I guess,</LINE>
<LINE>That we do make our entrance several ways;</LINE>
<LINE>That, if it chance the one of us do fail,</LINE>
<LINE>The other yet may rise against their force.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Agreed: I'll to yond corner.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I to this.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And here will Talbot mount, or make his grave.</LINE>
<LINE>Now, Salisbury, for thee, and for the right</LINE>
<LINE>Of English Henry, shall this night appear</LINE>
<LINE>How much in duty I am bound to both.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Sentinels</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Arm! arm! the enemy doth make assault!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Cry: 'St. George,' 'A Talbot.'</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>The French leap over the walls in their shirts.
Enter, several ways, the BASTARD OF ORLEANS,
ALENCON, and REIGNIER, half ready, and half unready</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How now, my lords! what, all unready so?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Unready! ay, and glad we 'scaped so well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Twas time, I trow, to wake and leave our beds,</LINE>
<LINE>Hearing alarums at our chamber-doors.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of all exploits since first I follow'd arms,</LINE>
<LINE>Ne'er heard I of a warlike enterprise</LINE>
<LINE>More venturous or desperate than this.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I think this Talbot be a fiend of hell.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If not of hell, the heavens, sure, favour him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here cometh Charles: I marvel how he sped.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Tut, holy Joan was his defensive guard.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter CHARLES and JOAN LA PUCELLE</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is this thy cunning, thou deceitful dame?</LINE>
<LINE>Didst thou at first, to flatter us withal,</LINE>
<LINE>Make us partakers of a little gain,</LINE>
<LINE>That now our loss might be ten times so much?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Wherefore is Charles impatient with his friend!</LINE>
<LINE>At all times will you have my power alike?</LINE>
<LINE>Sleeping or waking must I still prevail,</LINE>
<LINE>Or will you blame and lay the fault on me?</LINE>
<LINE>Improvident soldiers! had your watch been good,</LINE>
<LINE>This sudden mischief never could have fall'n.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Duke of Alencon, this was your default,</LINE>
<LINE>That, being captain of the watch to-night,</LINE>
<LINE>Did look no better to that weighty charge.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Had all your quarters been as safely kept</LINE>
<LINE>As that whereof I had the government,</LINE>
<LINE>We had not been thus shamefully surprised.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Mine was secure.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And so was mine, my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And, for myself, most part of all this night,</LINE>
<LINE>Within her quarter and mine own precinct</LINE>
<LINE>I was employ'd in passing to and fro,</LINE>
<LINE>About relieving of the sentinels:</LINE>
<LINE>Then how or which way should they first break in?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Question, my lords, no further of the case,</LINE>
<LINE>How or which way: 'tis sure they found some place</LINE>
<LINE>But weakly guarded, where the breach was made.</LINE>
<LINE>And now there rests no other shift but this;</LINE>
<LINE>To gather our soldiers, scatter'd and dispersed,</LINE>
<LINE>And lay new platforms to endamage them.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Alarum. Enter an English Soldier, crying 'A
Talbot! a Talbot!' They fly, leaving their
clothes behind</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Soldier</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll be so bold to take what they have left.</LINE>
<LINE>The cry of Talbot serves me for a sword;</LINE>
<LINE>For I have loaden me with many spoils,</LINE>
<LINE>Using no other weapon but his name.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. Orleans. Within the town.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, a Captain, and others</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The day begins to break, and night is fled,</LINE>
<LINE>Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.</LINE>
<LINE>Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Retreat sounded</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Bring forth the body of old Salisbury,</LINE>
<LINE>And here advance it in the market-place,</LINE>
<LINE>The middle centre of this cursed town.</LINE>
<LINE>Now have I paid my vow unto his soul;</LINE>
<LINE>For every drop of blood was drawn from him,</LINE>
<LINE>There hath at least five Frenchmen died tonight.</LINE>
<LINE>And that hereafter ages may behold</LINE>
<LINE>What ruin happen'd in revenge of him,</LINE>
<LINE>Within their chiefest temple I'll erect</LINE>
<LINE>A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interr'd:</LINE>
<LINE>Upon the which, that every one may read,</LINE>
<LINE>Shall be engraved the sack of Orleans,</LINE>
<LINE>The treacherous manner of his mournful death</LINE>
<LINE>And what a terror he had been to France.</LINE>
<LINE>But, lords, in all our bloody massacre,</LINE>
<LINE>I muse we met not with the Dauphin's grace,</LINE>
<LINE>His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor any of his false confederates.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis thought, Lord Talbot, when the fight began,</LINE>
<LINE>Roused on the sudden from their drowsy beds,</LINE>
<LINE>They did amongst the troops of armed men</LINE>
<LINE>Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Myself, as far as I could well discern</LINE>
<LINE>For smoke and dusky vapours of the night,</LINE>
<LINE>Am sure I scared the Dauphin and his trull,</LINE>
<LINE>When arm in arm they both came swiftly running,</LINE>
<LINE>Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves</LINE>
<LINE>That could not live asunder day or night.</LINE>
<LINE>After that things are set in order here,</LINE>
<LINE>We'll follow them with all the power we have.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter a Messenger</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All hail, my lords! which of this princely train</LINE>
<LINE>Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts</LINE>
<LINE>So much applauded through the realm of France?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here is the Talbot: who would speak with him?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The virtuous lady, Countess of Auvergne,</LINE>
<LINE>With modesty admiring thy renown,</LINE>
<LINE>By me entreats, great lord, thou wouldst vouchsafe</LINE>
<LINE>To visit her poor castle where she lies,</LINE>
<LINE>That she may boast she hath beheld the man</LINE>
<LINE>Whose glory fills the world with loud report.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is it even so? Nay, then, I see our wars</LINE>
<LINE>Will turn unto a peaceful comic sport,</LINE>
<LINE>When ladies crave to be encounter'd with.</LINE>
<LINE>You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ne'er trust me then; for when a world of men</LINE>
<LINE>Could not prevail with all their oratory,</LINE>
<LINE>Yet hath a woman's kindness over-ruled:</LINE>
<LINE>And therefore tell her I return great thanks,</LINE>
<LINE>And in submission will attend on her.</LINE>
<LINE>Will not your honours bear me company?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, truly; it is more than manners will:</LINE>
<LINE>And I have heard it said, unbidden guests</LINE>
<LINE>Are often welcomest when they are gone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well then, alone, since there's no remedy,</LINE>
<LINE>I mean to prove this lady's courtesy.</LINE>
<LINE>Come hither, captain.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Whispers</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>You perceive my mind?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Captain</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do, my lord, and mean accordingly.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE III. Auvergne. The COUNTESS's castle.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter the COUNTESS and her Porter</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Porter, remember what I gave in charge;</LINE>
<LINE>And when you have done so, bring the keys to me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Porter</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Madam, I will.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The plot is laid: if all things fall out right,</LINE>
<LINE>I shall as famous be by this exploit</LINE>
<LINE>As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus' death.</LINE>
<LINE>Great is the rumor of this dreadful knight,</LINE>
<LINE>And his achievements of no less account:</LINE>
<LINE>Fain would mine eyes be witness with mine ears,</LINE>
<LINE>To give their censure of these rare reports.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter Messenger and TALBOT</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Madam,</LINE>
<LINE>According as your ladyship desired,</LINE>
<LINE>By message craved, so is Lord Talbot come.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And he is welcome. What! is this the man?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Madam, it is.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is this the scourge of France?</LINE>
<LINE>Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad</LINE>
<LINE>That with his name the mothers still their babes?</LINE>
<LINE>I see report is fabulous and false:</LINE>
<LINE>I thought I should have seen some Hercules,</LINE>
<LINE>A second Hector, for his grim aspect,</LINE>
<LINE>And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs.</LINE>
<LINE>Alas, this is a child, a silly dwarf!</LINE>
<LINE>It cannot be this weak and writhled shrimp</LINE>
<LINE>Should strike such terror to his enemies.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Madam, I have been bold to trouble you;</LINE>
<LINE>But since your ladyship is not at leisure,</LINE>
<LINE>I'll sort some other time to visit you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What means he now? Go ask him whither he goes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Messenger</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stay, my Lord Talbot; for my lady craves</LINE>
<LINE>To know the cause of your abrupt departure.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Marry, for that she's in a wrong belief,</LINE>
<LINE>I go to certify her Talbot's here.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter Porter with keys</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If thou be he, then art thou prisoner.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Prisoner! to whom?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To me, blood-thirsty lord;</LINE>
<LINE>And for that cause I trained thee to my house.</LINE>
<LINE>Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me,</LINE>
<LINE>For in my gallery thy picture hangs:</LINE>
<LINE>But now the substance shall endure the like,</LINE>
<LINE>And I will chain these legs and arms of thine,</LINE>
<LINE>That hast by tyranny these many years</LINE>
<LINE>Wasted our country, slain our citizens</LINE>
<LINE>And sent our sons and husbands captivate.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ha, ha, ha!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Laughest thou, wretch? thy mirth shall turn to moan.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I laugh to see your ladyship so fond</LINE>
<LINE>To think that you have aught but Talbot's shadow</LINE>
<LINE>Whereon to practise your severity.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, art not thou the man?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am indeed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then have I substance too.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, no, I am but shadow of myself:</LINE>
<LINE>You are deceived, my substance is not here;</LINE>
<LINE>For what you see is but the smallest part</LINE>
<LINE>And least proportion of humanity:</LINE>
<LINE>I tell you, madam, were the whole frame here,</LINE>
<LINE>It is of such a spacious lofty pitch,</LINE>
<LINE>Your roof were not sufficient to contain't.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This is a riddling merchant for the nonce;</LINE>
<LINE>He will be here, and yet he is not here:</LINE>
<LINE>How can these contrarieties agree?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That will I show you presently.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Winds his horn. Drums strike up: a peal of
ordnance. Enter soldiers</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>How say you, madam? are you now persuaded</LINE>
<LINE>That Talbot is but shadow of himself?</LINE>
<LINE>These are his substance, sinews, arms and strength,</LINE>
<LINE>With which he yoketh your rebellious necks,</LINE>
<LINE>Razeth your cities and subverts your towns</LINE>
<LINE>And in a moment makes them desolate.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Victorious Talbot! pardon my abuse:</LINE>
<LINE>I find thou art no less than fame hath bruited</LINE>
<LINE>And more than may be gather'd by thy shape.</LINE>
<LINE>Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath;</LINE>
<LINE>For I am sorry that with reverence</LINE>
<LINE>I did not entertain thee as thou art.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Be not dismay'd, fair lady; nor misconstrue</LINE>
<LINE>The mind of Talbot, as you did mistake</LINE>
<LINE>The outward composition of his body.</LINE>
<LINE>What you have done hath not offended me;</LINE>
<LINE>Nor other satisfaction do I crave,</LINE>
<LINE>But only, with your patience, that we may</LINE>
<LINE>Taste of your wine and see what cates you have;</LINE>
<LINE>For soldiers' stomachs always serve them well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With all my heart, and think me honoured</LINE>
<LINE>To feast so great a warrior in my house.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE IV. London. The Temple-garden.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter the Earls of SOMERSET, SUFFOLK, and WARWICK;
RICHARD PLANTAGENET, VERNON, and another Lawyer</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Great lords and gentlemen, what means this silence?</LINE>
<LINE>Dare no man answer in a case of truth?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SUFFOLK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Within the Temple-hall we were too loud;</LINE>
<LINE>The garden here is more convenient.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then say at once if I maintain'd the truth;</LINE>
<LINE>Or else was wrangling Somerset in the error?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SUFFOLK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Faith, I have been a truant in the law,</LINE>
<LINE>And never yet could frame my will to it;</LINE>
<LINE>And therefore frame the law unto my will.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Judge you, my Lord of Warwick, then, between us.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch;</LINE>
<LINE>Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth;</LINE>
<LINE>Between two blades, which bears the better temper:</LINE>
<LINE>Between two horses, which doth bear him best;</LINE>
<LINE>Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye;</LINE>
<LINE>I have perhaps some shallow spirit of judgement;</LINE>
<LINE>But in these nice sharp quillets of the law,</LINE>
<LINE>Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Tut, tut, here is a mannerly forbearance:</LINE>
<LINE>The truth appears so naked on my side</LINE>
<LINE>That any purblind eye may find it out.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And on my side it is so well apparell'd,</LINE>
<LINE>So clear, so shining and so evident</LINE>
<LINE>That it will glimmer through a blind man's eye.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Since you are tongue-tied and so loath to speak,</LINE>
<LINE>In dumb significants proclaim your thoughts:</LINE>
<LINE>Let him that is a true-born gentleman</LINE>
<LINE>And stands upon the honour of his birth,</LINE>
<LINE>If he suppose that I have pleaded truth,</LINE>
<LINE>From off this brier pluck a white rose with me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer,</LINE>
<LINE>But dare maintain the party of the truth,</LINE>
<LINE>Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I love no colours, and without all colour</LINE>
<LINE>Of base insinuating flattery</LINE>
<LINE>I pluck this white rose with Plantagenet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SUFFOLK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I pluck this red rose with young Somerset</LINE>
<LINE>And say withal I think he held the right.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stay, lords and gentlemen, and pluck no more,</LINE>
<LINE>Till you conclude that he upon whose side</LINE>
<LINE>The fewest roses are cropp'd from the tree</LINE>
<LINE>Shall yield the other in the right opinion.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good Master Vernon, it is well objected:</LINE>
<LINE>If I have fewest, I subscribe in silence.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then for the truth and plainness of the case.</LINE>
<LINE>I pluck this pale and maiden blossom here,</LINE>
<LINE>Giving my verdict on the white rose side.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Prick not your finger as you pluck it off,</LINE>
<LINE>Lest bleeding you do paint the white rose red</LINE>
<LINE>And fall on my side so, against your will.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If I my lord, for my opinion bleed,</LINE>
<LINE>Opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt</LINE>
<LINE>And keep me on the side where still I am.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, well, come on: who else?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lawyer</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Unless my study and my books be false,</LINE>
<LINE>The argument you held was wrong in you:</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To SOMERSET</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>In sign whereof I pluck a white rose too.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, Somerset, where is your argument?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here in my scabbard, meditating that</LINE>
<LINE>Shall dye your white rose in a bloody red.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Meantime your cheeks do counterfeit our roses;</LINE>
<LINE>For pale they look with fear, as witnessing</LINE>
<LINE>The truth on our side.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, Plantagenet,</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis not for fear but anger that thy cheeks</LINE>
<LINE>Blush for pure shame to counterfeit our roses,</LINE>
<LINE>And yet thy tongue will not confess thy error.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, sharp and piercing, to maintain his truth;</LINE>
<LINE>Whiles thy consuming canker eats his falsehood.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, I'll find friends to wear my bleeding roses,</LINE>
<LINE>That shall maintain what I have said is true,</LINE>
<LINE>Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, by this maiden blossom in my hand,</LINE>
<LINE>I scorn thee and thy fashion, peevish boy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SUFFOLK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Turn not thy scorns this way, Plantagenet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Proud Pole, I will, and scorn both him and thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SUFFOLK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll turn my part thereof into thy throat.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Away, away, good William de la Pole!</LINE>
<LINE>We grace the yeoman by conversing with him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, by God's will, thou wrong'st him, Somerset;</LINE>
<LINE>His grandfather was Lionel Duke of Clarence,</LINE>
<LINE>Third son to the third Edward King of England:</LINE>
<LINE>Spring crestless yeomen from so deep a root?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He bears him on the place's privilege,</LINE>
<LINE>Or durst not, for his craven heart, say thus.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By him that made me, I'll maintain my words</LINE>
<LINE>On any plot of ground in Christendom.</LINE>
<LINE>Was not thy father, Richard Earl of Cambridge,</LINE>
<LINE>For treason executed in our late king's days?</LINE>
<LINE>And, by his treason, stand'st not thou attainted,</LINE>
<LINE>Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry?</LINE>
<LINE>His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood;</LINE>
<LINE>And, till thou be restored, thou art a yeoman.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My father was attached, not attainted,</LINE>
<LINE>Condemn'd to die for treason, but no traitor;</LINE>
<LINE>And that I'll prove on better men than Somerset,</LINE>
<LINE>Were growing time once ripen'd to my will.</LINE>
<LINE>For your partaker Pole and you yourself,</LINE>
<LINE>I'll note you in my book of memory,</LINE>
<LINE>To scourge you for this apprehension:</LINE>
<LINE>Look to it well and say you are well warn'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ah, thou shalt find us ready for thee still;</LINE>
<LINE>And know us by these colours for thy foes,</LINE>
<LINE>For these my friends in spite of thee shall wear.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And, by my soul, this pale and angry rose,</LINE>
<LINE>As cognizance of my blood-drinking hate,</LINE>
<LINE>Will I for ever and my faction wear,</LINE>
<LINE>Until it wither with me to my grave</LINE>
<LINE>Or flourish to the height of my degree.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SUFFOLK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go forward and be choked with thy ambition!</LINE>
<LINE>And so farewell until I meet thee next.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Have with thee, Pole. Farewell, ambitious Richard.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How I am braved and must perforce endure it!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This blot that they object against your house</LINE>
<LINE>Shall be wiped out in the next parliament</LINE>
<LINE>Call'd for the truce of Winchester and Gloucester;</LINE>
<LINE>And if thou be not then created York,</LINE>
<LINE>I will not live to be accounted Warwick.</LINE>
<LINE>Meantime, in signal of my love to thee,</LINE>
<LINE>Against proud Somerset and William Pole,</LINE>
<LINE>Will I upon thy party wear this rose:</LINE>
<LINE>And here I prophesy: this brawl to-day,</LINE>
<LINE>Grown to this faction in the Temple-garden,</LINE>
<LINE>Shall send between the red rose and the white</LINE>
<LINE>A thousand souls to death and deadly night.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good Master Vernon, I am bound to you,</LINE>
<LINE>That you on my behalf would pluck a flower.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In your behalf still will I wear the same.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Lawyer</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And so will I.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thanks, gentle sir.</LINE>
<LINE>Come, let us four to dinner: I dare say</LINE>
<LINE>This quarrel will drink blood another day.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE V. The Tower of London.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter MORTIMER, brought in a chair, and Gaolers</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Kind keepers of my weak decaying age,</LINE>
<LINE>Let dying Mortimer here rest himself.</LINE>
<LINE>Even like a man new haled from the rack,</LINE>
<LINE>So fare my limbs with long imprisonment.</LINE>
<LINE>And these grey locks, the pursuivants of death,</LINE>
<LINE>Nestor-like aged in an age of care,</LINE>
<LINE>Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer.</LINE>
<LINE>These eyes, like lamps whose wasting oil is spent,</LINE>
<LINE>Wax dim, as drawing to their exigent;</LINE>
<LINE>Weak shoulders, overborne with burthening grief,</LINE>
<LINE>And pithless arms, like to a wither'd vine</LINE>
<LINE>That droops his sapless branches to the ground;</LINE>
<LINE>Yet are these feet, whose strengthless stay is numb,</LINE>
<LINE>Unable to support this lump of clay,</LINE>
<LINE>Swift-winged with desire to get a grave,</LINE>
<LINE>As witting I no other comfort have.</LINE>
<LINE>But tell me, keeper, will my nephew come?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Gaoler</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Richard Plantagenet, my lord, will come:</LINE>
<LINE>We sent unto the Temple, unto his chamber;</LINE>
<LINE>And answer was return'd that he will come.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Enough: my soul shall then be satisfied.</LINE>
<LINE>Poor gentleman! his wrong doth equal mine.</LINE>
<LINE>Since Henry Monmouth first began to reign,</LINE>
<LINE>Before whose glory I was great in arms,</LINE>
<LINE>This loathsome sequestration have I had:</LINE>
<LINE>And even since then hath Richard been obscured,</LINE>
<LINE>Deprived of honour and inheritance.</LINE>
<LINE>But now the arbitrator of despairs,</LINE>
<LINE>Just death, kind umpire of men's miseries,</LINE>
<LINE>With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence:</LINE>
<LINE>I would his troubles likewise were expired,</LINE>
<LINE>That so he might recover what was lost.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Gaoler</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, your loving nephew now is come.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Richard Plantagenet, my friend, is he come?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly used,</LINE>
<LINE>Your nephew, late despised Richard, comes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Direct mine arms I may embrace his neck,</LINE>
<LINE>And in his bosom spend my latter gasp:</LINE>
<LINE>O, tell me when my lips do touch his cheeks,</LINE>
<LINE>That I may kindly give one fainting kiss.</LINE>
<LINE>And now declare, sweet stem from York's great stock,</LINE>
<LINE>Why didst thou say, of late thou wert despised?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>First, lean thine aged back against mine arm;</LINE>
<LINE>And, in that ease, I'll tell thee my disease.</LINE>
<LINE>This day, in argument upon a case,</LINE>
<LINE>Some words there grew 'twixt Somerset and me;</LINE>
<LINE>Among which terms he used his lavish tongue</LINE>
<LINE>And did upbraid me with my father's death:</LINE>
<LINE>Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,</LINE>
<LINE>Else with the like I had requited him.</LINE>
<LINE>Therefore, good uncle, for my father's sake,</LINE>
<LINE>In honour of a true Plantagenet</LINE>
<LINE>And for alliance sake, declare the cause</LINE>
<LINE>My father, Earl of Cambridge, lost his head.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd me</LINE>
<LINE>And hath detain'd me all my flowering youth</LINE>
<LINE>Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine,</LINE>
<LINE>Was cursed instrument of his decease.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Discover more at large what cause that was,</LINE>
<LINE>For I am ignorant and cannot guess.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will, if that my fading breath permit</LINE>
<LINE>And death approach not ere my tale be done.</LINE>
<LINE>Henry the Fourth, grandfather to this king,</LINE>
<LINE>Deposed his nephew Richard, Edward's son,</LINE>
<LINE>The first-begotten and the lawful heir,</LINE>
<LINE>Of Edward king, the third of that descent:</LINE>
<LINE>During whose reign the Percies of the north,</LINE>
<LINE>Finding his usurpation most unjust,</LINE>
<LINE>Endeavor'd my advancement to the throne:</LINE>
<LINE>The reason moved these warlike lords to this</LINE>
<LINE>Was, for that--young King Richard thus removed,</LINE>
<LINE>Leaving no heir begotten of his body--</LINE>
<LINE>I was the next by birth and parentage;</LINE>
<LINE>For by my mother I derived am</LINE>
<LINE>From Lionel Duke of Clarence, the third son</LINE>
<LINE>To King Edward the Third; whereas he</LINE>
<LINE>From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree,</LINE>
<LINE>Being but fourth of that heroic line.</LINE>
<LINE>But mark: as in this haughty attempt</LINE>
<LINE>They laboured to plant the rightful heir,</LINE>
<LINE>I lost my liberty and they their lives.</LINE>
<LINE>Long after this, when Henry the Fifth,</LINE>
<LINE>Succeeding his father Bolingbroke, did reign,</LINE>
<LINE>Thy father, Earl of Cambridge, then derived</LINE>
<LINE>From famous Edmund Langley, Duke of York,</LINE>
<LINE>Marrying my sister that thy mother was,</LINE>
<LINE>Again in pity of my hard distress</LINE>
<LINE>Levied an army, weening to redeem</LINE>
<LINE>And have install'd me in the diadem:</LINE>
<LINE>But, as the rest, so fell that noble earl</LINE>
<LINE>And was beheaded. Thus the Mortimers,</LINE>
<LINE>In whom the tide rested, were suppress'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of which, my lord, your honour is the last.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>True; and thou seest that I no issue have</LINE>
<LINE>And that my fainting words do warrant death;</LINE>
<LINE>Thou art my heir; the rest I wish thee gather:</LINE>
<LINE>But yet be wary in thy studious care.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thy grave admonishments prevail with me:</LINE>
<LINE>But yet, methinks, my father's execution</LINE>
<LINE>Was nothing less than bloody tyranny.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With silence, nephew, be thou politic:</LINE>
<LINE>Strong-fixed is the house of Lancaster,</LINE>
<LINE>And like a mountain, not to be removed.</LINE>
<LINE>But now thy uncle is removing hence:</LINE>
<LINE>As princes do their courts, when they are cloy'd</LINE>
<LINE>With long continuance in a settled place.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, uncle, would some part of my young years</LINE>
<LINE>Might but redeem the passage of your age!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MORTIMER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou dost then wrong me, as that slaughterer doth</LINE>
<LINE>Which giveth many wounds when one will kill.</LINE>
<LINE>Mourn not, except thou sorrow for my good;</LINE>
<LINE>Only give order for my funeral:</LINE>
<LINE>And so farewell, and fair be all thy hopes</LINE>
<LINE>And prosperous be thy life in peace and war!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Dies</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And peace, no war, befall thy parting soul!</LINE>
<LINE>In prison hast thou spent a pilgrimage</LINE>
<LINE>And like a hermit overpass'd thy days.</LINE>
<LINE>Well, I will lock his counsel in my breast;</LINE>
<LINE>And what I do imagine let that rest.</LINE>
<LINE>Keepers, convey him hence, and I myself</LINE>
<LINE>Will see his burial better than his life.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt Gaolers, bearing out the body of MORTIMER</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Here dies the dusky torch of Mortimer,</LINE>
<LINE>Choked with ambition of the meaner sort:</LINE>
<LINE>And for those wrongs, those bitter injuries,</LINE>
<LINE>Which Somerset hath offer'd to my house:</LINE>
<LINE>I doubt not but with honour to redress;</LINE>
<LINE>And therefore haste I to the parliament,</LINE>
<LINE>Either to be restored to my blood,</LINE>
<LINE>Or make my ill the advantage of my good.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT III</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. London. The Parliament-house.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, EXETER, GLOUCESTER,
WARWICK, SOMERSET, and SUFFOLK; the BISHOP OF
WINCHESTER, RICHARD PLANTAGENET, and others.
GLOUCESTER offers to put up a bill; BISHOP OF
WINCHESTER snatches it, and tears it</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Comest thou with deep premeditated lines,</LINE>
<LINE>With written pamphlets studiously devised,</LINE>
<LINE>Humphrey of Gloucester? If thou canst accuse,</LINE>
<LINE>Or aught intend'st to lay unto my charge,</LINE>
<LINE>Do it without invention, suddenly;</LINE>
<LINE>As I with sudden and extemporal speech</LINE>
<LINE>Purpose to answer what thou canst object.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Presumptuous priest! this place commands my patience,</LINE>
<LINE>Or thou shouldst find thou hast dishonour'd me.</LINE>
<LINE>Think not, although in writing I preferr'd</LINE>
<LINE>The manner of thy vile outrageous crimes,</LINE>
<LINE>That therefore I have forged, or am not able</LINE>
<LINE>Verbatim to rehearse the method of my pen:</LINE>
<LINE>No, prelate; such is thy audacious wickedness,</LINE>
<LINE>Thy lewd, pestiferous and dissentious pranks,</LINE>
<LINE>As very infants prattle of thy pride.</LINE>
<LINE>Thou art a most pernicious usurer,</LINE>
<LINE>Forward by nature, enemy to peace;</LINE>
<LINE>Lascivious, wanton, more than well beseems</LINE>
<LINE>A man of thy profession and degree;</LINE>
<LINE>And for thy treachery, what's more manifest?</LINE>
<LINE>In that thou laid'st a trap to take my life,</LINE>
<LINE>As well at London bridge as at the Tower.</LINE>
<LINE>Beside, I fear me, if thy thoughts were sifted,</LINE>
<LINE>The king, thy sovereign, is not quite exempt</LINE>
<LINE>From envious malice of thy swelling heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Gloucester, I do defy thee. Lords, vouchsafe</LINE>
<LINE>To give me hearing what I shall reply.</LINE>
<LINE>If I were covetous, ambitious or perverse,</LINE>
<LINE>As he will have me, how am I so poor?</LINE>
<LINE>Or how haps it I seek not to advance</LINE>
<LINE>Or raise myself, but keep my wonted calling?</LINE>
<LINE>And for dissension, who preferreth peace</LINE>
<LINE>More than I do?--except I be provoked.</LINE>
<LINE>No, my good lords, it is not that offends;</LINE>
<LINE>It is not that that hath incensed the duke:</LINE>
<LINE>It is, because no one should sway but he;</LINE>
<LINE>No one but he should be about the king;</LINE>
<LINE>And that engenders thunder in his breast</LINE>
<LINE>And makes him roar these accusations forth.</LINE>
<LINE>But he shall know I am as good--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As good!</LINE>
<LINE>Thou bastard of my grandfather!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, lordly sir; for what are you, I pray,</LINE>
<LINE>But one imperious in another's throne?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Am I not protector, saucy priest?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And am not I a prelate of the church?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, as an outlaw in a castle keeps</LINE>
<LINE>And useth it to patronage his theft.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Unreverent Gloster!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou art reverent</LINE>
<LINE>Touching thy spiritual function, not thy life.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Rome shall remedy this.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Roam thither, then.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, it were your duty to forbear.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, see the bishop be not overborne.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Methinks my lord should be religious</LINE>
<LINE>And know the office that belongs to such.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Methinks his lordship should be humbler;</LINE>
<LINE>it fitteth not a prelate so to plead.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, when his holy state is touch'd so near.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>State holy or unhallow'd, what of that?</LINE>
<LINE>Is not his grace protector to the king?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> Plantagenet, I see, must hold his tongue,</LINE>
<LINE>Lest it be said 'Speak, sirrah, when you should;</LINE>
<LINE>Must your bold verdict enter talk with lords?'</LINE>
<LINE>Else would I have a fling at Winchester.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Uncles of Gloucester and of Winchester,</LINE>
<LINE>The special watchmen of our English weal,</LINE>
<LINE>I would prevail, if prayers might prevail,</LINE>
<LINE>To join your hearts in love and amity.</LINE>
<LINE>O, what a scandal is it to our crown,</LINE>
<LINE>That two such noble peers as ye should jar!</LINE>
<LINE>Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell</LINE>
<LINE>Civil dissension is a viperous worm</LINE>
<LINE>That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>A noise within, 'Down with the tawny-coats!'</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>What tumult's this?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>An uproar, I dare warrant,</LINE>
<LINE>Begun through malice of the bishop's men.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>A noise again, 'Stones! stones!' Enter Mayor</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Mayor</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, my good lords, and virtuous Henry,</LINE>
<LINE>Pity the city of London, pity us!</LINE>
<LINE>The bishop and the Duke of Gloucester's men,</LINE>
<LINE>Forbidden late to carry any weapon,</LINE>
<LINE>Have fill'd their pockets full of pebble stones</LINE>
<LINE>And banding themselves in contrary parts</LINE>
<LINE>Do pelt so fast at one another's pate</LINE>
<LINE>That many have their giddy brains knock'd out:</LINE>
<LINE>Our windows are broke down in every street</LINE>
<LINE>And we for fear compell'd to shut our shops.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter Serving-men, in skirmish, with bloody pates</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We charge you, on allegiance to ourself,</LINE>
<LINE>To hold your slaughtering hands and keep the peace.</LINE>
<LINE>Pray, uncle Gloucester, mitigate this strife.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Serving-man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, if we be forbidden stones,</LINE>
<LINE>We'll fall to it with our teeth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Serving-man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do what ye dare, we are as resolute.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Skirmish again</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You of my household, leave this peevish broil</LINE>
<LINE>And set this unaccustom'd fight aside.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Serving-man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, we know your grace to be a man</LINE>
<LINE>Just and upright; and, for your royal birth,</LINE>
<LINE>Inferior to none but to his majesty:</LINE>
<LINE>And ere that we will suffer such a prince,</LINE>
<LINE>So kind a father of the commonweal,</LINE>
<LINE>To be disgraced by an inkhorn mate,</LINE>
<LINE>We and our wives and children all will fight</LINE>
<LINE>And have our bodies slaughtered by thy foes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Serving-man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, and the very parings of our nails</LINE>
<LINE>Shall pitch a field when we are dead.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Begin again</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stay, stay, I say!</LINE>
<LINE>And if you love me, as you say you do,</LINE>
<LINE>Let me persuade you to forbear awhile.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, how this discord doth afflict my soul!</LINE>
<LINE>Can you, my Lord of Winchester, behold</LINE>
<LINE>My sighs and tears and will not once relent?</LINE>
<LINE>Who should be pitiful, if you be not?</LINE>
<LINE>Or who should study to prefer a peace.</LINE>
<LINE>If holy churchmen take delight in broils?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yield, my lord protector; yield, Winchester;</LINE>
<LINE>Except you mean with obstinate repulse</LINE>
<LINE>To slay your sovereign and destroy the realm.</LINE>
<LINE>You see what mischief and what murder too</LINE>
<LINE>Hath been enacted through your enmity;</LINE>
<LINE>Then be at peace except ye thirst for blood.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He shall submit, or I will never yield.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Compassion on the king commands me stoop;</LINE>
<LINE>Or I would see his heart out, ere the priest</LINE>
<LINE>Should ever get that privilege of me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Behold, my Lord of Winchester, the duke</LINE>
<LINE>Hath banish'd moody discontented fury,</LINE>
<LINE>As by his smoothed brows it doth appear:</LINE>
<LINE>Why look you still so stern and tragical?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here, Winchester, I offer thee my hand.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fie, uncle Beaufort! I have heard you preach</LINE>
<LINE>That malice was a great and grievous sin;</LINE>
<LINE>And will not you maintain the thing you teach,</LINE>
<LINE>But prove a chief offender in the same?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sweet king! the bishop hath a kindly gird.</LINE>
<LINE>For shame, my lord of Winchester, relent!</LINE>
<LINE>What, shall a child instruct you what to do?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, Duke of Gloucester, I will yield to thee;</LINE>
<LINE>Love for thy love and hand for hand I give.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> Ay, but, I fear me, with a hollow heart.--</LINE>
<LINE>See here, my friends and loving countrymen,</LINE>
<LINE>This token serveth for a flag of truce</LINE>
<LINE>Betwixt ourselves and all our followers:</LINE>
<LINE>So help me God, as I dissemble not!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> So help me God, as I intend it not!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, loving uncle, kind Duke of Gloucester,</LINE>
<LINE>How joyful am I made by this contract!</LINE>
<LINE>Away, my masters! trouble us no more;</LINE>
<LINE>But join in friendship, as your lords have done.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Serving-man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Content: I'll to the surgeon's.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Second Serving-man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And so will I.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Third Serving-man</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I will see what physic the tavern affords.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt Serving-men, Mayor, &amp;c</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Accept this scroll, most gracious sovereign,</LINE>
<LINE>Which in the right of Richard Plantagenet</LINE>
<LINE>We do exhibit to your majesty.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well urged, my Lord of Warwick: or sweet prince,</LINE>
<LINE>And if your grace mark every circumstance,</LINE>
<LINE>You have great reason to do Richard right;</LINE>
<LINE>Especially for those occasions</LINE>
<LINE>At Eltham Place I told your majesty.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And those occasions, uncle, were of force:</LINE>
<LINE>Therefore, my loving lords, our pleasure is</LINE>
<LINE>That Richard be restored to his blood.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>WARWICK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let Richard be restored to his blood;</LINE>
<LINE>So shall his father's wrongs be recompensed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As will the rest, so willeth Winchester.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If Richard will be true, not that alone</LINE>
<LINE>But all the whole inheritance I give</LINE>
<LINE>That doth belong unto the house of York,</LINE>
<LINE>From whence you spring by lineal descent.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thy humble servant vows obedience</LINE>
<LINE>And humble service till the point of death.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stoop then and set your knee against my foot;</LINE>
<LINE>And, in reguerdon of that duty done,</LINE>
<LINE>I gird thee with the valiant sword of York:</LINE>
<LINE>Rise Richard, like a true Plantagenet,</LINE>
<LINE>And rise created princely Duke of York.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>RICHARD PLANTAGENET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And so thrive Richard as thy foes may fall!</LINE>
<LINE>And as my duty springs, so perish they</LINE>
<LINE>That grudge one thought against your majesty!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Welcome, high prince, the mighty Duke of York!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> Perish, base prince, ignoble Duke of York!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now will it best avail your majesty</LINE>
<LINE>To cross the seas and to be crown'd in France:</LINE>
<LINE>The presence of a king engenders love</LINE>
<LINE>Amongst his subjects and his loyal friends,</LINE>
<LINE>As it disanimates his enemies.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>When Gloucester says the word, King Henry goes;</LINE>
<LINE>For friendly counsel cuts off many foes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your ships already are in readiness.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Sennet. Flourish. Exeunt all but EXETER</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>EXETER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, we may march in England or in France,</LINE>
<LINE>Not seeing what is likely to ensue.</LINE>
<LINE>This late dissension grown betwixt the peers</LINE>
<LINE>Burns under feigned ashes of forged love</LINE>
<LINE>And will at last break out into a flame:</LINE>
<LINE>As fester'd members rot but by degree,</LINE>
<LINE>Till bones and flesh and sinews fall away,</LINE>
<LINE>So will this base and envious discord breed.</LINE>
<LINE>And now I fear that fatal prophecy</LINE>
<LINE>Which in the time of Henry named the Fifth</LINE>
<LINE>Was in the mouth of every sucking babe;</LINE>
<LINE>That Henry born at Monmouth should win all</LINE>
<LINE>And Henry born at Windsor lose all:</LINE>
<LINE>Which is so plain that Exeter doth wish</LINE>
<LINE>His days may finish ere that hapless time.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. France. Before Rouen.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE disguised, with four Soldiers
with sacks upon their backs</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>These are the city gates, the gates of Rouen,</LINE>
<LINE>Through which our policy must make a breach:</LINE>
<LINE>Take heed, be wary how you place your words;</LINE>
<LINE>Talk like the vulgar sort of market men</LINE>
<LINE>That come to gather money for their corn.</LINE>
<LINE>If we have entrance, as I hope we shall,</LINE>
<LINE>And that we find the slothful watch but weak,</LINE>
<LINE>I'll by a sign give notice to our friends,</LINE>
<LINE>That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Soldier</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city,</LINE>
<LINE>And we be lords and rulers over Rouen;</LINE>
<LINE>Therefore we'll knock.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Knocks</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Watch</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Within</STAGEDIR> Qui est la?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Paysans, pauvres gens de France;</LINE>
<LINE>Poor market folks that come to sell their corn.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Watch</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Enter, go in; the market bell is rung.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, Rouen, I'll shake thy bulwarks to the ground.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter CHARLES, the BASTARD OF ORLEANS, ALENCON,
REIGNIER, and forces</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Saint Denis bless this happy stratagem!</LINE>
<LINE>And once again we'll sleep secure in Rouen.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here enter'd Pucelle and her practisants;</LINE>
<LINE>Now she is there, how will she specify</LINE>
<LINE>Where is the best and safest passage in?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By thrusting out a torch from yonder tower;</LINE>
<LINE>Which, once discern'd, shows that her meaning is,</LINE>
<LINE>No way to that, for weakness, which she enter'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE on the top, thrusting out a
torch burning</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Behold, this is the happy wedding torch</LINE>
<LINE>That joineth Rouen unto her countrymen,</LINE>
<LINE>But burning fatal to the Talbotites!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>See, noble Charles, the beacon of our friend;</LINE>
<LINE>The burning torch in yonder turret stands.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now shine it like a comet of revenge,</LINE>
<LINE>A prophet to the fall of all our foes!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>REIGNIER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends;</LINE>
<LINE>Enter, and cry 'The Dauphin!' presently,</LINE>
<LINE>And then do execution on the watch.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Alarum. Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>An alarum. Enter TALBOT in an excursion</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>France, thou shalt rue this treason with thy tears,</LINE>
<LINE>If Talbot but survive thy treachery.</LINE>
<LINE>Pucelle, that witch, that damned sorceress,</LINE>
<LINE>Hath wrought this hellish mischief unawares,</LINE>
<LINE>That hardly we escaped the pride of France.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>An alarum: excursions. BEDFORD, brought in sick
in a chair. Enter TALBOT and BURGUNDY without:
within JOAN LA PUCELLE, CHARLES, BASTARD OF ORLEANS,
ALENCON, and REIGNIER, on the walls</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good morrow, gallants! want ye corn for bread?</LINE>
<LINE>I think the Duke of Burgundy will fast</LINE>
<LINE>Before he'll buy again at such a rate:</LINE>
<LINE>'Twas full of darnel; do you like the taste?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Scoff on, vile fiend and shameless courtezan!</LINE>
<LINE>I trust ere long to choke thee with thine own</LINE>
<LINE>And make thee curse the harvest of that corn.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your grace may starve perhaps before that time.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, let no words, but deeds, revenge this treason!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What will you do, good grey-beard? break a lance,</LINE>
<LINE>And run a tilt at death within a chair?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Foul fiend of France, and hag of all despite,</LINE>
<LINE>Encompass'd with thy lustful paramours!</LINE>
<LINE>Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age</LINE>
<LINE>And twit with cowardice a man half dead?</LINE>
<LINE>Damsel, I'll have a bout with you again,</LINE>
<LINE>Or else let Talbot perish with this shame.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Are ye so hot, sir? yet, Pucelle, hold thy peace;</LINE>
<LINE>If Talbot do but thunder, rain will follow.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>The English whisper together in council</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>God speed the parliament! who shall be the speaker?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Dare ye come forth and meet us in the field?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Belike your lordship takes us then for fools,</LINE>
<LINE>To try if that our own be ours or no.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I speak not to that railing Hecate,</LINE>
<LINE>But unto thee, Alencon, and the rest;</LINE>
<LINE>Will ye, like soldiers, come and fight it out?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Signior, no.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Signior, hang! base muleters of France!</LINE>
<LINE>Like peasant foot-boys do they keep the walls</LINE>
<LINE>And dare not take up arms like gentlemen.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Away, captains! let's get us from the walls;</LINE>
<LINE>For Talbot means no goodness by his looks.</LINE>
<LINE>God be wi' you, my lord! we came but to tell you</LINE>
<LINE>That we are here.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt from the walls</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And there will we be too, ere it be long,</LINE>
<LINE>Or else reproach be Talbot's greatest fame!</LINE>
<LINE>Vow, Burgundy, by honour of thy house,</LINE>
<LINE>Prick'd on by public wrongs sustain'd in France,</LINE>
<LINE>Either to get the town again or die:</LINE>
<LINE>And I, as sure as English Henry lives</LINE>
<LINE>And as his father here was conqueror,</LINE>
<LINE>As sure as in this late-betrayed town</LINE>
<LINE>Great Coeur-de-lion's heart was buried,</LINE>
<LINE>So sure I swear to get the town or die.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My vows are equal partners with thy vows.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But, ere we go, regard this dying prince,</LINE>
<LINE>The valiant Duke of Bedford. Come, my lord,</LINE>
<LINE>We will bestow you in some better place,</LINE>
<LINE>Fitter for sickness and for crazy age.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lord Talbot, do not so dishonour me:</LINE>
<LINE>Here will I sit before the walls of Rouen</LINE>
<LINE>And will be partner of your weal or woe.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Courageous Bedford, let us now persuade you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not to be gone from hence; for once I read</LINE>
<LINE>That stout Pendragon in his litter sick</LINE>
<LINE>Came to the field and vanquished his foes:</LINE>
<LINE>Methinks I should revive the soldiers' hearts,</LINE>
<LINE>Because I ever found them as myself.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Undaunted spirit in a dying breast!</LINE>
<LINE>Then be it so: heavens keep old Bedford safe!</LINE>
<LINE>And now no more ado, brave Burgundy,</LINE>
<LINE>But gather we our forces out of hand</LINE>
<LINE>And set upon our boasting enemy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt all but BEDFORD and Attendants</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>An alarum: excursions. Enter FASTOLFE and
a Captain</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Captain</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Whither away, Sir John Fastolfe, in such haste?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FASTOLFE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Whither away! to save myself by flight:</LINE>
<LINE>We are like to have the overthrow again.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Captain</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What! will you fly, and leave Lord Talbot?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FASTOLFE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay,</LINE>
<LINE>All the Talbots in the world, to save my life!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Captain</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Cowardly knight! ill fortune follow thee!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Retreat: excursions. JOAN LA PUCELLE, ALENCON,
and CHARLES fly</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BEDFORD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, quiet soul, depart when heaven please,</LINE>
<LINE>For I have seen our enemies' overthrow.</LINE>
<LINE>What is the trust or strength of foolish man?</LINE>
<LINE>They that of late were daring with their scoffs</LINE>
<LINE>Are glad and fain by flight to save themselves.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>BEDFORD dies, and is carried in by two in his chair</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>An alarum. Re-enter TALBOT, BURGUNDY, and the rest</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lost, and recover'd in a day again!</LINE>
<LINE>This is a double honour, Burgundy:</LINE>
<LINE>Yet heavens have glory for this victory!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Warlike and martial Talbot, Burgundy</LINE>
<LINE>Enshrines thee in his heart and there erects</LINE>
<LINE>Thy noble deeds as valour's monuments.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thanks, gentle duke. But where is Pucelle now?</LINE>
<LINE>I think her old familiar is asleep:</LINE>
<LINE>Now where's the Bastard's braves, and Charles his gleeks?</LINE>
<LINE>What, all amort? Rouen hangs her head for grief</LINE>
<LINE>That such a valiant company are fled.</LINE>
<LINE>Now will we take some order in the town,</LINE>
<LINE>Placing therein some expert officers,</LINE>
<LINE>And then depart to Paris to the king,</LINE>
<LINE>For there young Henry with his nobles lie.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What wills Lord Talbot pleaseth Burgundy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But yet, before we go, let's not forget</LINE>
<LINE>The noble Duke of Bedford late deceased,</LINE>
<LINE>But see his exequies fulfill'd in Rouen:</LINE>
<LINE>A braver soldier never couched lance,</LINE>
<LINE>A gentler heart did never sway in court;</LINE>
<LINE>But kings and mightiest potentates must die,</LINE>
<LINE>For that's the end of human misery.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE III. The plains near Rouen.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter CHARLES, the BASTARD OF ORLEANS, ALENCON, JOAN
LA PUCELLE, and forces</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Dismay not, princes, at this accident,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor grieve that Rouen is so recovered:</LINE>
<LINE>Care is no cure, but rather corrosive,</LINE>
<LINE>For things that are not to be remedied.</LINE>
<LINE>Let frantic Talbot triumph for a while</LINE>
<LINE>And like a peacock sweep along his tail;</LINE>
<LINE>We'll pull his plumes and take away his train,</LINE>
<LINE>If Dauphin and the rest will be but ruled.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We have been guided by thee hitherto,</LINE>
<LINE>And of thy cunning had no diffidence:</LINE>
<LINE>One sudden foil shall never breed distrust.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Search out thy wit for secret policies,</LINE>
<LINE>And we will make thee famous through the world.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We'll set thy statue in some holy place,</LINE>
<LINE>And have thee reverenced like a blessed saint:</LINE>
<LINE>Employ thee then, sweet virgin, for our good.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then thus it must be; this doth Joan devise:</LINE>
<LINE>By fair persuasions mix'd with sugar'd words</LINE>
<LINE>We will entice the Duke of Burgundy</LINE>
<LINE>To leave the Talbot and to follow us.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, marry, sweeting, if we could do that,</LINE>
<LINE>France were no place for Henry's warriors;</LINE>
<LINE>Nor should that nation boast it so with us,</LINE>
<LINE>But be extirped from our provinces.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>For ever should they be expulsed from France</LINE>
<LINE>And not have title of an earldom here.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your honours shall perceive how I will work</LINE>
<LINE>To bring this matter to the wished end.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Drum sounds afar off</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Hark! by the sound of drum you may perceive</LINE>
<LINE>Their powers are marching unto Paris-ward.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Here sound an English march. Enter, and pass over
at a distance, TALBOT and his forces</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>There goes the Talbot, with his colours spread,</LINE>
<LINE>And all the troops of English after him.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>French march. Enter BURGUNDY and forces</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Now in the rearward comes the duke and his:</LINE>
<LINE>Fortune in favour makes him lag behind.</LINE>
<LINE>Summon a parley; we will talk with him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Trumpets sound a parley</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A parley with the Duke of Burgundy!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Who craves a parley with the Burgundy?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The princely Charles of France, thy countryman.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What say'st thou, Charles? for I am marching hence.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Speak, Pucelle, and enchant him with thy words.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Brave Burgundy, undoubted hope of France!</LINE>
<LINE>Stay, let thy humble handmaid speak to thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Speak on; but be not over-tedious.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Look on thy country, look on fertile France,</LINE>
<LINE>And see the cities and the towns defaced</LINE>
<LINE>By wasting ruin of the cruel foe.</LINE>
<LINE>As looks the mother on her lowly babe</LINE>
<LINE>When death doth close his tender dying eyes,</LINE>
<LINE>See, see the pining malady of France;</LINE>
<LINE>Behold the wounds, the most unnatural wounds,</LINE>
<LINE>Which thou thyself hast given her woful breast.</LINE>
<LINE>O, turn thy edged sword another way;</LINE>
<LINE>Strike those that hurt, and hurt not those that help.</LINE>
<LINE>One drop of blood drawn from thy country's bosom</LINE>
<LINE>Should grieve thee more than streams of foreign gore:</LINE>
<LINE>Return thee therefore with a flood of tears,</LINE>
<LINE>And wash away thy country's stained spots.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Either she hath bewitch'd me with her words,</LINE>
<LINE>Or nature makes me suddenly relent.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Besides, all French and France exclaims on thee,</LINE>
<LINE>Doubting thy birth and lawful progeny.</LINE>
<LINE>Who joint'st thou with but with a lordly nation</LINE>
<LINE>That will not trust thee but for profit's sake?</LINE>
<LINE>When Talbot hath set footing once in France</LINE>
<LINE>And fashion'd thee that instrument of ill,</LINE>
<LINE>Who then but English Henry will be lord</LINE>
<LINE>And thou be thrust out like a fugitive?</LINE>
<LINE>Call we to mind, and mark but this for proof,</LINE>
<LINE>Was not the Duke of Orleans thy foe?</LINE>
<LINE>And was he not in England prisoner?</LINE>
<LINE>But when they heard he was thine enemy,</LINE>
<LINE>They set him free without his ransom paid,</LINE>
<LINE>In spite of Burgundy and all his friends.</LINE>
<LINE>See, then, thou fight'st against thy countrymen</LINE>
<LINE>And joint'st with them will be thy slaughtermen.</LINE>
<LINE>Come, come, return; return, thou wandering lord:</LINE>
<LINE>Charles and the rest will take thee in their arms.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BURGUNDY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am vanquished; these haughty words of hers</LINE>
<LINE>Have batter'd me like roaring cannon-shot,</LINE>
<LINE>And made me almost yield upon my knees.</LINE>
<LINE>Forgive me, country, and sweet countrymen,</LINE>
<LINE>And, lords, accept this hearty kind embrace:</LINE>
<LINE>My forces and my power of men are yours:</LINE>
<LINE>So farewell, Talbot; I'll no longer trust thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JOAN LA PUCELLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> Done like a Frenchman: turn, and turn again!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Welcome, brave duke! thy friendship makes us fresh.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASTARD OF ORLEANS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And doth beget new courage in our breasts.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ALENCON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pucelle hath bravely play'd her part in this,</LINE>
<LINE>And doth deserve a coronet of gold.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CHARLES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now let us on, my lords, and join our powers,</LINE>
<LINE>And seek how we may prejudice the foe.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE IV. Paris. The palace.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, BISHOP OF
WINCHESTER, YORK, SUFFOLK, SOMERSET, WARWICK,
EXETER, VERNON BASSET, and others. To them
with his Soldiers, TALBOT</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My gracious prince, and honourable peers,</LINE>
<LINE>Hearing of your arrival in this realm,</LINE>
<LINE>I have awhile given truce unto my wars,</LINE>
<LINE>To do my duty to my sovereign:</LINE>
<LINE>In sign, whereof, this arm, that hath reclaim'd</LINE>
<LINE>To your obedience fifty fortresses,</LINE>
<LINE>Twelve cities and seven walled towns of strength,</LINE>
<LINE>Beside five hundred prisoners of esteem,</LINE>
<LINE>Lets fall his sword before your highness' feet,</LINE>
<LINE>And with submissive loyalty of heart</LINE>
<LINE>Ascribes the glory of his conquest got</LINE>
<LINE>First to my God and next unto your grace.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Kneels</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is this the Lord Talbot, uncle Gloucester,</LINE>
<LINE>That hath so long been resident in France?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, if it please your majesty, my liege.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Welcome, brave captain and victorious lord!</LINE>
<LINE>When I was young, as yet I am not old,</LINE>
<LINE>I do remember how my father said</LINE>
<LINE>A stouter champion never handled sword.</LINE>
<LINE>Long since we were resolved of your truth,</LINE>
<LINE>Your faithful service and your toil in war;</LINE>
<LINE>Yet never have you tasted our reward,</LINE>
<LINE>Or been reguerdon'd with so much as thanks,</LINE>
<LINE>Because till now we never saw your face:</LINE>
<LINE>Therefore, stand up; and, for these good deserts,</LINE>
<LINE>We here create you Earl of Shrewsbury;</LINE>
<LINE>And in our coronation take your place.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Sennet. Flourish. Exeunt all but VERNON and BASSET</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, sir, to you, that were so hot at sea,</LINE>
<LINE>Disgracing of these colours that I wear</LINE>
<LINE>In honour of my noble Lord of York:</LINE>
<LINE>Darest thou maintain the former words thou spakest?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, sir; as well as you dare patronage</LINE>
<LINE>The envious barking of your saucy tongue</LINE>
<LINE>Against my lord the Duke of Somerset.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sirrah, thy lord I honour as he is.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, what is he? as good a man as York.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hark ye; not so: in witness, take ye that.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Strikes him</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Villain, thou know'st the law of arms is such</LINE>
<LINE>That whoso draws a sword, 'tis present death,</LINE>
<LINE>Or else this blow should broach thy dearest blood.</LINE>
<LINE>But I'll unto his majesty, and crave</LINE>
<LINE>I may have liberty to venge this wrong;</LINE>
<LINE>When thou shalt see I'll meet thee to thy cost.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, miscreant, I'll be there as soon as you;</LINE>
<LINE>And, after, meet you sooner than you would.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT IV</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. Paris. A hall of state.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, BISHOP OF
WINCHESTER, YORK, SUFFOLK, SOMERSET, WARWICK,
TALBOT, EXETER, the Governor, of Paris, and others</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lord bishop, set the crown upon his head.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BISHOP OF WINCHESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>God save King Henry, of that name the sixth!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, governor of Paris, take your oath,</LINE>
<LINE>That you elect no other king but him;</LINE>
<LINE>Esteem none friends but such as are his friends,</LINE>
<LINE>And none your foes but such as shall pretend</LINE>
<LINE>Malicious practises against his state:</LINE>
<LINE>This shall ye do, so help you righteous God!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter FASTOLFE</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FASTOLFE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Calais,</LINE>
<LINE>To haste unto your coronation,</LINE>
<LINE>A letter was deliver'd to my hands,</LINE>
<LINE>Writ to your grace from the Duke of Burgundy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee!</LINE>
<LINE>I vow'd, base knight, when I did meet thee next,</LINE>
<LINE>To tear the garter from thy craven's leg,</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Plucking it off</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Which I have done, because unworthily</LINE>
<LINE>Thou wast installed in that high degree.</LINE>
<LINE>Pardon me, princely Henry, and the rest</LINE>
<LINE>This dastard, at the battle of Patay,</LINE>
<LINE>When but in all I was six thousand strong</LINE>
<LINE>And that the French were almost ten to one,</LINE>
<LINE>Before we met or that a stroke was given,</LINE>
<LINE>Like to a trusty squire did run away:</LINE>
<LINE>In which assault we lost twelve hundred men;</LINE>
<LINE>Myself and divers gentlemen beside</LINE>
<LINE>Were there surprised and taken prisoners.</LINE>
<LINE>Then judge, great lords, if I have done amiss;</LINE>
<LINE>Or whether that such cowards ought to wear</LINE>
<LINE>This ornament of knighthood, yea or no.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To say the truth, this fact was infamous</LINE>
<LINE>And ill beseeming any common man,</LINE>
<LINE>Much more a knight, a captain and a leader.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>When first this order was ordain'd, my lords,</LINE>
<LINE>Knights of the garter were of noble birth,</LINE>
<LINE>Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage,</LINE>
<LINE>Such as were grown to credit by the wars;</LINE>
<LINE>Not fearing death, nor shrinking for distress,</LINE>
<LINE>But always resolute in most extremes.</LINE>
<LINE>He then that is not furnish'd in this sort</LINE>
<LINE>Doth but usurp the sacred name of knight,</LINE>
<LINE>Profaning this most honourable order,</LINE>
<LINE>And should, if I were worthy to be judge,</LINE>
<LINE>Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain</LINE>
<LINE>That doth presume to boast of gentle blood.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stain to thy countrymen, thou hear'st thy doom!</LINE>
<LINE>Be packing, therefore, thou that wast a knight:</LINE>
<LINE>Henceforth we banish thee, on pain of death.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit FASTOLFE</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>And now, my lord protector, view the letter</LINE>
<LINE>Sent from our uncle Duke of Burgundy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What means his grace, that he hath changed his style?</LINE>
<LINE>No more but, plain and bluntly, 'To the king!'</LINE>
<LINE>Hath he forgot he is his sovereign?</LINE>
<LINE>Or doth this churlish superscription</LINE>
<LINE>Pretend some alteration in good will?</LINE>
<LINE>What's here?</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>'I have, upon especial cause,</LINE>
<LINE>Moved with compassion of my country's wreck,</LINE>
<LINE>Together with the pitiful complaints</LINE>
<LINE>Of such as your oppression feeds upon,</LINE>
<LINE>Forsaken your pernicious faction</LINE>
<LINE>And join'd with Charles, the rightful King of France.'</LINE>
<LINE>O monstrous treachery! can this be so,</LINE>
<LINE>That in alliance, amity and oaths,</LINE>
<LINE>There should be found such false dissembling guile?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What! doth my uncle Burgundy revolt?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He doth, my lord, and is become your foe.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is that the worst this letter doth contain?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is the worst, and all, my lord, he writes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, then, Lord Talbot there shall talk with him</LINE>
<LINE>And give him chastisement for this abuse.</LINE>
<LINE>How say you, my lord? are you not content?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Content, my liege! yes, but that I am prevented,</LINE>
<LINE>I should have begg'd I might have been employ'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then gather strength and march unto him straight:</LINE>
<LINE>Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason</LINE>
<LINE>And what offence it is to flout his friends.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TALBOT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I go, my lord, in heart desiring still</LINE>
<LINE>You may behold confusion of your foes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter VERNON and BASSET</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And me, my lord, grant me the combat too.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>YORK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This is my servant: hear him, noble prince.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And this is mine: sweet Henry, favour him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Be patient, lords; and give them leave to speak.</LINE>
<LINE>Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim?</LINE>
<LINE>And wherefore crave you combat? or with whom?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With him, my lord; for he hath done me wrong.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I with him; for he hath done me wrong.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What is that wrong whereof you both complain?</LINE>
<LINE>First let me know, and then I'll answer you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BASSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Crossing the sea from England into France,</LINE>
<LINE>This fellow here, with envious carping tongue,</LINE>
<LINE>Upbraided me about the rose I wear;</LINE>
<LINE>Saying, the sanguine colour of the leaves</LINE>
<LINE>Did represent my master's blushing cheeks,</LINE>
<LINE>When stubbornly he did repugn the truth</LINE>
<LINE>About a certain question in the law</LINE>
<LINE>Argued betwixt the Duke of York and him;</LINE>
<LINE>With other vile and ignominious terms:</LINE>
<LINE>In confutation of which rude reproach</LINE>
<LINE>And in defence of my lord's worthiness,</LINE>
<LINE>I crave the benefit of law of arms.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>VERNON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And that is my petition, noble lord:</LINE>
<LINE>For though he seem with forged quaint conceit</LINE>
<LINE>To set a gloss upon his bold intent,</LINE>
<LINE>Yet know, my lord, I was provoked by him;</LINE>
<LINE>And he first took exceptions at this badge,</LINE>
<LINE>Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower</LINE>
<LINE>Bewray'd the faintness of my master's heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>YORK</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Will not this malice, Somerset, be left?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SOMERSET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your private grudge, my Lord of York, will out,</LINE>
<LINE>Though ne'er so cunningly you smother it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KING HENRY VI</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men,</LINE&g