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Gle. The church! where is it? Had not|France is revolted from the English quite ; churchmen pray'd,
Except some petty towns of no import: His thread of life had not so soon decay'd ; The Dauphin Charles is ' crowned king in None do you like but an effeminate prince,
Rheims; Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe. The bastard of Orleans with him is join'd; Win. Gloster, whate'er we like, thou art Reignier, duke of Anjou, doth take his part ; protector;
The duke of Alencon Alieth to his side. And lookest to command the prince, and realm, Exe. The Dauphin crowned king! all iy to Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,
him! More than God, or religious churchmen, may. 0, whither shall we fly from this reproach? Glo. Name not religion, for thou lov'st the Glo. We will not Ay, but to our enemies' flesh;
throats: And ne'er throughout the year to church thou Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out. Escept it be to pray against thy foes.
Bed. Gloster, why doubt'st thou of my for. Bed. Cease, cease these jars, and rest your
wardness! minds in peace!
An army have I muster'd in my thoughts, Let's to the altar :-Heralds, wait on us : Wherewith already France is over-run. Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms;
Enter a third MESSENGER.
3. Mess. My gracious lords, to add to your
laments, When at their mothers' moist eyes babes shall
[hearse, Our isle be made a nourish* of salt tears,
Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's And none but women left to wail the dead. I must inform you of a dismal fight,
Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French. Henry the fifth! thy ghost I invocate ;
Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils ! Combat with adverse planets in the heavens ! A far more glorious star thy soul will make,
3. Mess. O, no; wherein lord Talbot was
o'erthrown : Than Julius Cæsar, or bright
The circumstance I'll tell you more at large. Enter a MESSENGER.
The tenth of August last, this dreadful lord, Mesy. My honourable lords, health to you all! Retiring from the siege of Orleans, Sad tidings bring I to you out of France, Having full scarce six thousand in his troop, Of loss, of slaughter, and discomfiture : By three and twenty thousand of the French Guienne, Champaigne, Rheims, Orleans, Was round encompassed and set upon: Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost. No leisure had he to enrank his men ; Bed. What say'st thou, man, before dead He wanted pikes to set before his archers ; Henry's corse ?
Instead whereof, sharp stakes, pluck'd out of Speak softly; or the loss of those great towns
hedges, Will make him burst his lead, and rise from They pitch'd in the ground confusedly, death.
To keep the horsemen off from breaking in. Glo. Is Paris lost? is Roüen yielded up ? More than three hours the fight continued ; If Henry were recall'd to life again,
Where valiant Talbot, above human thought, These news would cause him once more yield Enacted wonders with his sword and lance. the ghost.
Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand Exe. How were they lost? what treachery
Here there, and every where, enrag'd he slew : Mess. No treachery; but want of men and The French exclaim'd, The devil was in arms; money.
All the whole army stood agaz'd on him : Among the soldiers this is muttered, His soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit, That here you maintain several factions ; A Talbot! a Talbot! cried out amain, And, whilst a field should be despatch'd and And rush'd into the bowels of the battle. fought,
Here had the conquest fully been sealed up, You are disputing of your generals. If Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the coward; One would have ling'ring wars, with little cost; He being in the vaward, (plac'd behind, Another would fly swift but wanteth wings; With purpose to relieve and follow them,) A third man thinks, without expense at all, Cowardly Aed, not having struck one stroke, By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd. Hence grew the general wreck and massacre; Awake, awake, English nobility!
Enclosed were they with their enemies : Let not sloth dim your honours, new-begot: A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace, Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms; Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back ; Or England's coat one half is cut away. Whom all France, with their chief assembled Ere. Were our tears wanting to this funeral,
strength, These tidings would call forth hert dowing Durst not presume to look once in the face. tides.
Bed. Is Talbot slain ? then I will slay myself, Bed. Me they concern; regent I am of For living idly here, in pomp and ease, France :
Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid, Give me my steel'd coat, I'll fight for France.- Unto his dastard foe-man is betray'd. Away with these disgraceful wailing robes ! 3. Mess. O no, he lives; but is took prisoner, Wounds I will lend the French, instead of eyes, And lord Scales with him, and lord HungerTo weep their intermissive miseries.
ford : Enter another MESSENGER.
Most of the rest slaughter'd, or took, likewise. 2. Mess. Lords, view these letters, full of
Bed. His ransom there is none but I shall bad mischance,
I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne, * Norse was anciently so spelt. | Her, i.e. England's.
His crown shall be the ransom of my friend ; 1.9. Their miseries which have had only a shore Four of their lords I'll change for one of intermission..
Farewell, my masters ; to my task will I; The other lords, like lions wanting food,
During the time Edward the third did reign. 3 Mess. So you had need; for Orleans is More truly now may this be verified ; besieg'd;
For none but Samsons, and Goliasses, The English army is grown weak and faint : It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten! The earl of Salisbury craveth supply, Lean raw-bon'd rascals ! who would e'er supAnd bardly keeps his men from mutiny, They had such courage and audacity? (pose Since they, so few, watch such a multitude. Char. Let's leave this town; for they are Ete. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry
(ger : Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, (sworn; And hunger will enforce them to be more caOr bring him in obedience to your yoke. of old I know them; rather with their teeth
Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave, The walls they'll tear down, than forsake the To go about my preparation. [Exit.
siege. Glo. I'll to the Tower, with all the haste I can, Reig. I think, by some odd gimmalst order To view the artillery and munition ;
[on; And then I will proclaim young Henry king, Their arms are set, like clocks, still to strike
[Exit. Else ne'er could they hold out so, as they do. Exe. To Eltham will I, where the young By my consent, we'll e'en let them alone. king is,
Alen. Be it so.
Enter the BASTARD of Orleans.
Bast. Where's the prince Dauphin, I have Win. Each hath his place and function to
news for him. attend:
Char. Bastardt of Orleans, thrice welcome I am left oat: for me nothing remains. But long I will not be Jack-out-of-office;
Bast. Methinks, your looks are sad, your The king from Eltham I intend to send,
cheerý appallid; And sit at chiefest stern of public weal.
Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence? (Exit. Scene closes. Be not dismay'd, for succour is at hand :
A holy maid thither with me I bring, SCENE II.-France. Before Orleans. Which, by a vision sent to her from heaven, Eater CHARLES, with his Forces; ALENÇON, Ordained is to raise this tedious siege, REIGNIER, and others.
And drive the English forth the bounds of Char. Mars his true moving, even as in the
The spirit of deep prophecy she hath, So in the earth, to this day is not known: Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome; Late did he shine upon the English side;
What's past, and what's to come, she can Now we are victors upon us he smiles.
descry. What towns of any moment, but we have ? Speak, shall I call her in ? Believe my words, At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans ; For they are certain and unfallible. Otherwiles, the famish'd English, like pale
Char, Go, call her in: [Exit BASTARD.] But, ghosts,
first, to try her skill, Faintly besiege us one hour in a month. Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place: Alen. They want their porridge, and their Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern: fat bull-beeves :
By this means shall we sound what skill she Either they must be dieted like mules,
[Retires. And have their provender tyed to their mouths, Entor LA POCELLE, BASTARD of Orleans, and Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice.
others. Reig. Let's raise the siege ; Why live we idly here?
Reig. Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these
wond'rous feats ? Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear : Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury ;
Puc. Reignier, is't thou that thinkcst to be And he may well in fretting spend his gall,
(hind; Nor men, por money, hath he to make war.
Where is the Dauphin ?-come, come from beChar. Sound, sound alarumn; we will rush Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me :
I know thee well, though never seen before. on them. Now for the honour of the forlorn French :
In private will I talk with thee apart :Him I forgive my death, that killeth me,
Stand back, you lords, and give us lcave à
while. When he sees me go back one foot, or fly.
Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first
dash. Alarums; Excursions, afterwards a Retreat. Puc. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's Re-eater CHARLES, ALENÇON, REIGNIER, and
My wit untrain'd in any kind of art. Cher. Whoever saw the like? what men have To shine on my contemptible estate :
Heaven, and our lady gracious, hath it pleas'd 11 Dogs! cowards ! dastards !-I would ne'er
• I. e. The
for which they are hungry. have fled,
+ A gimmal is a piece of jointed work, where one Bat that they left me 'midst my enemies.
piece moves within another; here it is taken at large Reig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide ;
for an engine.
This was not in former times a term of reproach He fighteth as one weary of his life. I
Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, And to sun's parching beat display'd my Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought. cheeks,
With Henry's death, the English circle ends; God's mother deigned to appear to me; Dispersed are the glories it included. And, in a vision full of majesty,
Now am I like that proud insulting ship, Will'd me to leave my base vocation,
Which Cæsar and his fortune bare at once. And free my country from calamity :
Char. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove ? Her aid she promis'd, and assur'd success : Thou with an eagle art inspired then, In complete glory she reveal'd herself; Helen, the mother of great Constantine, (thee And, whereas I was black and swart before, Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters,* were like With those clear rays which she infus'd on me, Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the earth, That beauty am I bless'd with, which you see. How may I reverently worship thee enough? Ask me what question thou canst possible, Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the And I will answer uopremeditated :
siege. My courage try by combat, if thou dar'st, Reig. Woman, do what thou canst to save And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex.
our honours; 'Resolve on this :* Thou shalt be fortunate, Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd. If thou receive me for thy warlike mate. Char. Presently we'll try :--Come let's away Char. Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high
about it: terms:
No propbet will I trust, if sbe proves false. Qoly this proof I'll of tby valour make,
[Exeunt. In single combat thou shalt buckle with me; And, if thou vanquishest, thy words are true; SCENE III.-London.-Hillbefore the Tower. Otherwise, I renounce all confidence.
Enter, at the Gates, the Duke of Gloster, with Puc. I am prepar'd: here is my keen-edg'a
his Serving-men, in blue coats. sword, Deck'd with five flour-de-luces on each side ;
Glo. I am come to survey the Tower this The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's day; Since Henry's death, I fear, there is church-yard,
conveyance.t-Where be these warders, that Out of a deal of old iron I chose forth. they wait not here? Open the gates ; Gloster Char. Then come o'God's name, I fear no
it is that calls.
1 Ward (Within.] Who is there that knocks Puc. And, while I live, I'll bear dy from a
so imperiously? [They fight
1 Sero. It is the noble Duke of Gloster. Chat. Stay, stay thy hands; thou art an
2 Ward. [Within.[ Whoe'er be be, you may Amazon,
not be let in. And fightest with the sword of Deborah.
1 Serv. Answer you so the lord protector,
villains ? Pue, Christ's mother helps we, else I were too weak.
1 Ward. [Within.] The Lord protect him ! Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis tbou that
so we answer him: must help me:
We do no otherwise than we are willid. Impatienty I burn with thy desire ;
Glo. Who will'd you? or whose will stands My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu'd.
but mine? Eicellent Pucelle, if thy name be so,
There's none protector of the realm, but I. Let me thy servant, and not sovereign, be;
Break upt the gates, I'll be your warrantize : Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee tbus.
Sball I be fouted thus by dunghill grooms ? Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, For my profession's sacred from above:
SERVANTS rush at the Tower Gates. Enter, to When I have chas'd all thy foes from bence,
the Gates, WOODVILLE, the Lieutenant. Then will I think upon a recompense.
Wood. [Within.) What noise is this ? what Char. Meantime, look gracious on thy pros
traitors have we bere? trate thrall.
Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I Reig. My lord, metbinks, is very long in
Open the gates; here's Gloster that would Alen. Doubtless he sbrives this woman to Wood. Within. ] Have patience, noble duke : her smock ;
I may not open ; Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech. The cardinal or Winchester forbids : Reig. Shall we disturb him, since he keeps From him I have express commandement, no mean?
That thou, nor none of thine, shall be let in. Alen. He may mean more than we poor Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest bim men do know :
'fore me? These women are shrewd tempters with their Arrogant Winchester ? that haughty prelate, Reig. My lord, where are you? what devise Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could
brook ? Sball we give over Orleans or no?
Thou art no friend to God, or to the king : Puc. Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants ! Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly. Fight till the last gasp ; I will be your guard.
1 Serv. Open the gates unto the lord proChar. What she says, I'll confirm; we'll
[quickly. fight it out.
Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not Puc. Assign'd am I to be the English scourge. Enter Winchester, attended by a Train of This night the siege assuredly I'll raise : Espect Saint Martin's summer,t halcyon days,
Servants in lawny Coats. Since I have entered into these wars.
Win. How now, ambitions Humphrey ? what Glory is like a circle in the water,
means this? * Be Armly persuaded of it.
* Meaning the four daughters of Philip mentioned in * Expect prosperity after misfortune.
* Bresk open.
Acts xx. 3.
Glo. Piel'd priest,* dost thou command me May. I'll call for clubs,* if you will not to be shut out ?
away : Fin. I do, thou most usurping proditor, This cardinal is more haughty than the devil. And not protector of the king or realm.
Glo. Mayor, farewell: thou dost not what Gl. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator;
thou mav'st. Thou, that contriv'dst to murder our dead lord; Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head ; Thou, that giv'st whores indulgences to sin : For I intend to have it, ere long. [Erit. I'll canvast thee in thy broad cardinal's hat, May. See the coast clear'd, and then we will I thou proceed in this thy insolence.
[bear! Fin. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge Good God! that nobles should such stomachst a foot;
I myself fight not once in forty years. [ Exeunt. This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain, SCENE IV.-France.- Before Orleans. To slay thy brother Abel if thou wilt. Glo. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee Enter, on the Walls, the MASTER-GUNNER and
his Son. back: Tby scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans I'll use, to carry thee out of this place.
is besieg'd; in. Do what thou dar'st; I beard thee to And how the English have the suburbs won. thy face.
Son. Father, I know; and oft have shot at Glo. What ? am I dar'd, and bearded to my
Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss d my aim. Drer, men, for all this privileged place;
M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thout Blae-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware
rul'd by me: your beard ;
Chief master-gunner am I of this town; [GLOSTER and his Men attack the Bishop. Something I must do, to procure me grace :: I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly : The prince's espials have informed me, Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's bat; How the English, in the suburbs close inIn spite of pope or dignities of church,
trench'd, Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down. Wont, through a secret gate of iron bars in Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the In yonder tower, to overpeer the city ; [tage, pope.
And thence discover, how, with most advanGlo. Winchester goose, I cry—a rope ! a They may ves us, with shot, or with assault. ropes
[stay 1-To intercept this inconvenience, Now beat them bence. Why do you let them A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd; Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's And fully even these three days have I watch'd,
If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch, array. Out, tawny coats out, scarlet|| hypocrite!
For I can stay no longer.
If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word ; Here a great Tumult. In the midst of it Enter And thou shalt find me at the governor's. the Mayor of London, and Officers.
[Erit. May. Fie, lords ! that you, being supreme
Son. Father, I warrant you; take you no
care ; magistrates, Thus contumeliously should break the peace! I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them. Glo. Peace, mayor; thou know'st little of Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Tower, the my wrongs :
[king, Lords SALISBURY and Talbot, Sir William Here's Beaufort, that regards por God nor GLANSDALE, Sir Thomas GARGRAVE, and Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use. others.
Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens ; Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd! One that still motions war, and never peace, How wert thou handied, being prisoner ? O'ercharging your free purses with large fines; Or by what means got’st thou to be releas'd ? That seeks to overthrow religion,
Discourse, I pr’ythee, on this turret's top. Because he is protector of the realm ;
Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner, And would have armour here out of the Tower, Called the brave lord Ponton de Santrailles ; To crown himselfking, and suppress the prince. For him I was exchang'd and ransomed. Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but But with a baser man of arms by far, (me :
blows. [Here they skirmish again. Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd May. Nought rests for me, in this tumul- Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death tuous strife,
Rather than I would be so pil'd esteemed.ll But to make open proclamation :
In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir'd. [heart! Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst. But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my Of. All manner of men, assembled here in arms
Whom with my bare fists I would execute, this day, against God's peace and the king's, If I now had him brought into my power. we charge and command you, in his highness'
Sul. Yet tell'st thou not, how thou wert en
tertain'd. name, to repair to your sereral dwelling-places: and not to wear, handie, or use, any sword,
Tal. With scolls, and scorns, and contume
lious taunts. weapon, or dagger, henceforward, upon pain of death.
In open market-place produc'd they me,
To be a public spectacle to all; Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law: Here, said they, is the terror of the French, But we shall meet, and break our minds at The scare-crow that affrights our children so. large.
Then broke I from the officers that led me; Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear cost, And with my nails digg'd stones out of the be sure :
ground, Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work.
* Teativ, for peace-offcers armed with clubs or waves, • Alluding to hisshaven crowo. 7 Trai.or. Sist. # Prade.
1 An allusion to the Bishop's babit. ! So stripped of honors.
To hurl at the beholders of my shame. Is come with great power to raise the siege. My grisly countenance made others ay ;
(SALISBURY groans. None durst come near for fear of sudden Tal. Hear, hear, how dying Salisbury doth death.
groan! In iron walls they deem'd me not secure; It irks his heart, he cannot be reveng'da So great fear of my name 'mongst them was Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you: spread,
Pucelle or puzzel,* dolphin or dogfish, That they suppos`d, I could rend bars of steel, Your hearts III stamp out with my horse's And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:
heels, Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had, And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.That walk'd about me every minute-while; Convey me Salisbury into his tent, And if I did but stir out of my bed,
And then we'll try what these dastardly Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.
Frenchmen dare. Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you
[Exeunt, bearing out the Bodies. endur'd; But we will be reveng'd sufficiently.
SCENE V.- The same Before one of the Gates. Now it is supper-time in Orleans; [one, Alarum Skirmishings. Talbot pursueth the Here, through this grate, I can count every
DAUPHIN, and driveth him in; then enter JoAnd view the Frenchmen how they fortify;
AN La PUCELLE, driving Englishmen before Let us look in, the sight will much delight her. Then enter TALBOT. thee.
Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William GlansLet me have your express opinions,
my force 1 Where is best place to make our battery next. Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them; Gar. I think, at the north gate; for there A woman, clad in armour, chaseth them, stand lords.
Enter LA PUCELLE. Glan. And I, here, at the bulwark of the Here, here she comes:I'll have a bout with bridge.
thee; Tal. For aught I see, the city must be fam- Devil, or devil's dam, Ill conjure thee : ish'd,
Blood will I draw on thee,t thou art a witch, Or with light skirmishes enseebled.
And straightway give thy soul to bim thou (Shot from the Town. SALISBURY and Sir serv'st. Tho. GARGRAVE fall.
Puc. Come, come, 'tis only I that must disSal. O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched
[They fight sinners!
Tal. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to preGar. O Lord have mercy on me, woeful
My breast I'll burst with straining of my cour. Tal. What chance is this, that suddenly and from my shoulders crack my arms asunHath cross'd us?
der, Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak; But I will chàstise this high-minded strumpet. How far'st thou, mirror of all martial men ? Pue. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet One of thy eyes, and thy cheek's side struck off!
I must go victual Orleans forthwith. Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand, O'ertake me, if thou canst; I scorn thy strength. That have contriv'd this woeful tragedy ! Go, go, cheer up thy hunger-starved men; In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame;
Help Salisbury to make his testament ; Henry the fifth he first train'd to the wars; This day is ours, as many more shall be. Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck [PUCELLE enters the Town, with Soldiers. up,
[field. Tal, My thoughts are whirled like a potter's His sword did ne'er leave striking in the
wheel; Yet liv'st thou, Salisbury ? though thy speech I know not where I am, nor what I do: đoth fail,
A witch, by fear, not force, bike Hannibal, One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for grace: Drives back our troops, and conquers, as she The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.
(stench, Heaven be thou gracious to none alive, So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands !- Are from their hives, and houses, driven away. Bear hence his body, I will help to bury it,- They call'd us, for our fierceness, English Sir Thomas Gargrave hast thou any life?
dogs; Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him. Now, like to whelps, we crying run away. Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;
[ A short Alarum. Thou shalt not die, whiles
Hark, countrymen? either renew the fight, He beckons with his hand, and smiles on me; Or tear the lions out of England's coat; As who should say, When I am dead and gone, Renounce your soil, give sheep in lion's stead: Remember to avenge me on the French,
Sheep run not half so timorous from the wolf, Plantagenet, I will; and Nero-like,
Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard, Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn:
As you fly from your oft subdued slaves. Wretch'd shall France be only in my name.
Alarum. Another skirmish. Thunder heard; afterwards an Alarum. It will not be:-Retire into your trenches: What stir is this? What tumults in the hea- You all consented unto Salisbury's death, vens?
For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.Whence cometh this alarum, and the noisc ? Pucelle is enter'd into Orleans, Enter a MESSENGER.
In spite of us, or aught that we could do. Mess. My lord, my lord, the French have o, would I were to die with Salisbury! gather'd head:
[join'd, The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle
* A dirty wencb. A hely prophetess, new risen ap.-
The superstiting of those times innght, that he who coad dras #which's blood rafice from her power