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Gle. The church! where is it? Had not | France is revolted from the English quite ;
churchmen pray'd,
His thread of life had not so soon decay'd;
None do you like but an effeminate prince,
Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe.
Win. Gloster, whate'er we like, thou art

Except some petty towns of no import:
The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in

The bastard of Orleans with him is join'd;
Reignier, duke of Anjou, doth take his part;
The duke of Alencon flieth to his side.

Exe. The Dauphin crowned king! all fly to

And lookest to command the prince, and realm,
Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,
More than God, or religious churchmen, may.
Glo. Name not religion, for thou lov'st the
And ne'er throughout the year to church thou
Except it be to pray against thy foes.

O, whither shall we fly from this reproach?
Glo. We will not fly, but to our enemies'

Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out.
Bed. Gloster, why doubt'st thou of my for-

Bed. Cease, cease these jars, and rest your
minds in peace!

An army have I muster'd in my thoughts,
Wherewith already France is over-run.

Enter a third MESSENGER.

3. Mess. My gracious lords,-to add to your
Wherewith you now bedew King Henry'a
I must inform you of a dismal fight,
Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French.
Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't

Let's to the altar:-Heralds, wait on us :-
Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms;
Since arms avail not, now that Henry's dead.-
Posterity, await for wretched years, [suck;
When at their mothers' moist eyes babes shall
Our isle be made a nourish* of salt tears,
And none but women left to wail the dead.-
Henry the fifth! thy ghost I invocate;
Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils!
Combat with adverse planets in the heavens !
A far more glorious star thy soul will make,
Than Julius Cæsar, or bright-

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Glo. Is Paris lost? is Roüen yielded up? If Henry were recall'd to life again, These news would cause him once more yield the ghost. Exe. How were they lost? what treachery was us'd?

Mess. No treachery; but want of men and
Among the soldiers this is muttered,-
That here you maintain several factions;
And, whilst a field should be despatch'd and

You are disputing of your generals.
One would have ling'ring wars, with little cost;
Another would fly swift but wanteth wings;
A third man thinks, without expense at all,
By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd.
Awake, awake, English nobility!
Let not sloth dim your honours, new-begot:
Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms;
Of England's coat one half is cut away.

Exe. Were our tears wanting to this funeral, These tidings would call forth hert flowing tides.

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Here there, and every where, enrag'd he slew:
The French exclaim'd, The devil was in arme;
All the whole army stood agaz'd on him:
His soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit,
A Talbot! a Talbot! cried out amain,
And rush'd into the bowels of the battle.
Here had the conquest fully been sealed up,
If Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the coward;
He being in the vaward, (plac'd behind,
With purpose to relieve and follow them,)
Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke,
Hence grew the general wreck and massacre;
Enclosed were they with their enemies:
A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace,
Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back;
Whom all France, with their chief assembled

Durst not presume to look once in the face.
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,
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!
Wounds I will lend the French, instead of eyes,
To weep their intermissive miseries.t

Enter another MESSENGER.

3. Mess. O no, he lives; but is took prisoner, And lord Scales with him, and lord Hungerford:

Most of the rest slaughter'd, or took, likewise.
Bed. His ransom there is none but I shall


my masters; to my task will I; sufrance forthwith I am to make, a great Saint George's feast withal: '| and soldiers with me I will take, 1 sody deeds shall make all Europe pake

in So you had need; for Orleans is yant'd;

2. Mess. Lords, view these letters, full of bad mischance,


*Norse was anciently so spelt.

I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne,
His crown shall be the ransom of my friend;

t Her, i. e. England's.

1. c. Their miseries which have had only a short Four of their lords I'll change for one of



my is grown weak and faint: Salisbury craveth supply, keeps his men from mutiny,

so few, watch such a multitude. kember, lords, your oaths to Heary

the Dauphin utterly. [sworn; in obedience to your yoke.

remember it: and here take leave,
my preparation.
we Tower, with all the haste I can,
allery and munition;

av proclaim young Henry king,
Entham will I, where the young

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the honour of the forlorn French :e my death, that killeth me, es me go back one foot, or fly. [Exeunt. Excursions, afterwards a Retreat. CHARLES, ALENÇON, REIGNIER, and!

others. Whoever saw the like? what men have 11

covarde! dastarde!—I would ne'er have fled, they left me 'midat my enemies. Salisbury is a desperate homicide; has one weary of his life.

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Ere. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, [sworn; Or bring him in obedience to your yoke. Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave, To go about my preparation. [Exit.

Glo. I'll to the Tower, with all the haste I can, To view the artillery and munition; And then I will proclaim young Henry king,

[Exit. Eze. To Eltham will I, where the young king is, Being ordain'd his special governor ; And for his safety there I'll best advise.


Win. Each hath his place and function to attend:

I am left ont; for me nothing remains.
But long I will not be Jack-out-of-office;
The king from Eltham I intend to send,
And sit at chiefest stern of public weal.
[Exit. Scene closes.

SCENE II.-France.-Before Orleans. Eater CHARLES, with his Forces; ALENÇON, REIGNIER, and others.

Char. Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens,

So in the earth, to this day is not known:
Late did he shine upon the English side;
Now we are victors upon us he smiles.
What towns of any moment, but we have?
At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans;
Otherwiles, the famish'd English, like pale

Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.
Alen. They want their porridge, and their
fat bull-beeves:

Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear: Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury; And he may well in fretting spend his gall, Nor men, nor money, hath he to make war. Char. Sound, sound alarum; we will rush

on them.

Now for the honour of the forlorn French :Him I forgive my death, that killeth me, When he sees me go back one foot, or fly. [Exeunt. Alarums; Excursions, afterwards a Retreat. Re-enter CHARLES, ALENÇON, REIGNIER, and others.

Char. Whoever saw the like? what men have

The other lords, like lions wanting food,
Do rush upon us as their hungry prey.*

Alen. Froissard, a countrymen of ours, records,

England all Olivers and Rowlands bred,
During the time Edward the third did reign.
More truly now may this be verified;
For none but Samsons, and Goliasses,
It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten!
Lean raw-bon'd rascals! who would e'er sup-
They had such courage and audacity? [pose
Char. Let's leave this town; for they are
hair-brain'd slaves,
And hunger will enforce them to be more ca-
Of old I know them; rather with their teeth
The walls they'll tear down, than forsake the

Reig. I think, by some odd gimmalst or de vice, [on; Their arms are set, like clocks, still to strike Else ne'er could they hold out so, as they do. By my consent, we'll e'en let them alone. Alen. Be it so.

I? Dogs! cowards! dastards!--I would ne'er have fled,

But that they left me 'midst my enemies.

Reig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide; He fighteth as one weary of his life.

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Either they must be dieted like mules,
And have their provender tyed to their mouths, Enter LA PUCELLE, BASTARD of Orleans, and
Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice.
Reig, Let's raise the siege; Why live we
idly here?


The spirit of deep prophecy she hath, Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome; What's past, and what's to come, she cau


Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words, For they are certain and unfallible.

Char, Go, call her in: [Exit BASTARD.] But, first, to try her skill,

Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place : Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern:By this means shall we sound what skill she hath. [Retires.

Reig. Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wond'rous feats? Puc. Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to be guile me? [hind; Where is the Dauphin ?-come, come from beBe not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me : I know thee well, though never seen before. In private will I talk with thee apart :Stand back, you lords, and give us leave a while.

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[Act I.

Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,

Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs,
And to sun's parching heat display'd my Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.

With Henry's death, the English circle ends;
Dispersed are the glories it included.
Now am I like that proud insulting ship,
Which Cæsar and his fortune bare at once.

God's mother deigned to appear to me ; And, in a vision full of majesty, Will'd me to leave my base vocation, And free my country from calamity : Her aid she promis'd, and assur'd success: In complete glory she reveal'd herself; And, whereas I was black and swart before, With those clear rays which she infus'd on me, That beauty am I bless'd with, which you see. Ask me what question thou canst possible, And I will answer unpremeditated: My courage try by combat, if thou darʼst, And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex. 'Resolve on this:* Thou shalt be fortunate, If thou receive me for thy warlike mate.

Char. Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high

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Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, For my profession's sacred from above: When I have chas'd all thy foes from hence, Then will I think upon a recompense.

Char. Meantime, look gracious on thy prostrate thrall.

Reig. My lord, methinks, is very long in talk.

Alen, Doubtless he shrives this woman to her smock;

Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech. Reig. Shall we disturb him, since he keeps

no mean?

Alen. He may mean more than we poor men do know : [tongues. These women are shrewd tempters with their Reig. My lord, where are you? what devise

you on?

Shall we give over Orleans or no?

Puc. Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants! Fight till the last gasp; I will be your guard. Char. What she says, I'll confirm; we'll fight it out. Pue. Assign'd am I to be the English scourge. This night the siege assuredly I'll raise : Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days, Since I have entered into these wars. Glory is like a circle in the water,

Be firmly persuaded of it.


· Expect prosperity after misfortune.

Char. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove? Thou with an eagle art inspired then, Helen, the mother of great Constantine, [thee Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters,* were like Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the earth, How may I reverently worship thee enough? Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege.

Reig. Woman, do what thou canst to save our honours; Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd. Char. Presently we'll try:-Come let's away about it:

No prophet will I trust, if she proves false. [Exeunt.

SCENE III.-London.-Hill before the Tower. Enter, at the Gates, the Duke of GLOSTER, with his Serving-men, in blue coats.

Glo. I am come to survey the Tower this day; Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance.t-Where be these warders, that they wait not here? Open the gates; Gloster it is that calls. [SERVANTS knock.

1 Ward [Within.] Who is there that knocks so imperiously?

1 Serv. It is the noble Duke of Gloster. 2 Ward. [Within.[ Whoe'er he be, you may not be let in.

1 Serv. Answer you so the lord protector,


1 Ward. [Within.] The Lord protect him! So we answer him: We do no otherwise than we are will'd. Glo. Who will'd you? or whose will stands but mine?

There's none protector of the realm, but I.Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize : Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms? SERVANTS rush at the Tower Gates. Enter, to the Gates, WOODVILLE, the Lieutenant. Wood. [Within.] What noise is this? what

traitors have we here?

Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I hear? [enter. Open the gates; here's Gloster that would Wood. [Within.] Have patience, noble duke: I may not open; The cardinal of Winchester forbids: From him I have express commandement, That thou, nor none of thine, shall be let in. Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest him 'fore me? Arrogant Winchester? that haughty prelate, Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could

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By sat-out, scarlet hypocrite!
Tumult. In the midst of it Enter
a of London, and Officers.
lords that you, being supreme


rously should break the peace!
mayor; thou know'st little of
ber, that regards nor God nor
traind the Tower to his use.
Gloster too, a foe to citizens;
motions war, and never peace,
your free purses with large fines
sverthrow religion,

protector of the realm;

have armour here out of the Tower
king, and suppress the prince
t answer thee with words, bu
[Here they skirmish gan
4ght rests for me, in this tumu
Co strife,

en proclamation:-
cer, as loud as e'er thou canst.
ner of men, assembled here in ar
cand God's peace and the king

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Glo. Piel'd priest,* dost thou command me to be shut out?

Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor,t
And not protector of the king or realm.

Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator;}
Thou, that contriv'dst to murder our dead lord;
Thou, that giv'st whores indulgences to sin:
I'll canvast thee in thy broad cardinal's hat,
If thou proceed in this thy insolence.

Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge
a foot;

This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain,
To slay thy brother Abel if thou wilt.
Glo. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee


Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth
I'll use, to carry thee out of this place.
Win. Do what thou dar'st; I beard thee to
thy face.

Glo. What? am I dar'd, and bearded to my
Draw, men, for all this privileged place;
Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware
your beard;

[GLOSTER and his Men attack the Bishop.
I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly:
Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat;
In spite of pope or dignities of church,
Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down.
Win. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the

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Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens; One that still motions war, and never peace, O'ercharging your free purses with large fines; That seeks to overthrow religion, Because he is protector of the realm; And would have armour here out of the Tower, To crown himselfking, and suppress the prince. Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but blows. [Here they skirmish again. May. Nought rests for me, in this tumultuous strife, But to make open proclamation :Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst. Off. All manner of men, assembled here in arms this day, against God's peace and the king's, we charge and command you, in his highness' name, to repair to your several dwelling-places: and not to wear, handle, or use, any sword, weapon, or dagger, henceforward, upon pain of death.

Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law:
But we shall meet, and break our minds at
Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear cost,

be sure:
Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work.

Alluding to his shaven crown. Trai.or. Sift.
A strumpet.
An allusion to the Bishop's habit.

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M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieg'd;

And how the English have the suburbs won. Son. Father, I know; and oft have shot at them,

Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss'd my aim.

M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou
rul'd by me:

Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
Something I must do, to procure me grace:
The prince's espials have informed me,
How the English, in the suburbs close in-

Wont, through a secret gate of iron bars
In yonder tower, to overpeer the city; [tage,
And thence discover, how, with most advan-
They may vex us, with shot, or with assault.
To intercept this inconvenience,

A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd;
And fully even these three days have I watch'd,
If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch,
For I can stay no longer.

If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word;
And thou shalt find me at the governor's.

[Exit. Son. Father, I warrant you; take you no


I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.
Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Tower, the

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd!
How wert thou handled, being prisoner?
Or by what means got'st thou to be releas'd?
Discourse, I pr'ythee, on this turret's top.

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner,
Called-the brave lord Ponton de Santrailles;
For him I was exchang'd and ransomed.
But with a baser man of arms by far, [me:
Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd
Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death
Rather than I would be so pil'd esteemed.]
In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir'd. [heart!
But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my
If I now had him brought into my power.
Whom with my bare fists I would execute,

Sul. Yet tell'st thou not, how thou wert en-

Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contume-
lious taunts.

In open market-place produc'd they me,
To be a public spectacle to all;
Here, said they, is the terror of the French,
The scare-crow that affrights our children so.
Then broke I from the officers that led me;
And with my nails digg'd stones out of the

"That is, for peace-officers armed with clubs or staves.
+ Pride.
§ Spies.
So stripped of beacurs.


To hurl at the beholders of my shame.
My grisly countenance made others fly;
None durst come near for fear of sudden


In iron walls they deem'd me not secure;
So great fear of my name 'mongst them was

That they suppos'd, I could rend bars of steel,
And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:
Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
That walk'd about me every minute-while;
And if I did but stir out of my bed,
Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.
Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you

But we will be reveng'd sufficiently.
Now it is supper-time in Orleans;
Here, through this grate, I can count every
And view the Frenchmen how they fortify;
Let us look in, the sight will much delight
Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glans-
Let me have your express opinions,
Where is best place to make our battery next.
Gar. I think, at the north gate; for there
stand lords.

Glan. And I, here, at the bulwark of the
Tal. For aught I see, the city must be fam-

Or with light skirmishes enfeebled.

[Shot from the Town. SALISBURY and Sir THO. GARGRAVE fall.

Sal. O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners!

Gar. O Lord have mercy on me, woeful

Tal. What chance is this, that suddenly
Hath cross'd us?-

Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak;
How far'st thou, mirror of all martial men?
One of thy eyes, and thy cheek's side struck


Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand, That have contriv'd this woeful tragedy ! In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame; Henry the fifth he first train'd to the wars; Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up, [field.His sword did ne'er leave striking in the Yet liv'st thou, Salisbury? though thy speech doth fail,

One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for grace:
The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.-
Heaven be thou gracious to none alive,
If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands!-
Bear hence his body, I will help to bury it,-
Sir Thomas Gargrave hast thou any life?
Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him.
Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;
Thou shalt not die, whiles-
He beckons with his hand, and smiles on me;
As who should say, When I am dead and gone,
Remember to avenge me on the French,-
Plantagenet, I will; and Nero-like,
Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn:
Wretch'd shall France be only in my name.

Thunder heard; afterwards an Alarum. What stir is this? What tumults in the hea

vens? Whence cometh this alarum, and the noise? Enter a MESSENGER.

Mess. My lord, my lord, the French have gather'd head: [join'd,The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle A holy prophetess, new risen up,

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[Act I. Is come with great power to raise the siege. [SALISBURY groans. Tal. Hear, hear, how dying Salisbury doth groan! It irks his heart, he cannot be reveng'dFrenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you :Pucelle or puzzel,* dolphin or dogfish, Your hearts Ill stamp out with my horse's heels,

And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.-
Convey me Salisbury into his tent,
And then we'll try what these dastardly
[Exeunt, bearing out the Bodies.

Frenchmen dare.

SCENE V-The same-Before one of the Gates. Alarum Skirmishings. TALBOT pursueth the DAUPHIN, and driveth him in: then enter JoAN LA PUCELLE, driving Englishmen before her. Then enter TALBOT.

Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and my force?

Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them; A woman, clad in armour, chaseth them. Enter LA PUCELLE.

Here, here she comes:I'll have a bout with thee;

Devil, or devil's dam, Ill conjure thee:
Blood will I draw on thee,t thou art a witch,
And straightway give thy soul to him thou

My breast I'll burst with straining of my cour And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder,

But I will chastise this high-minded strumpet. Puc. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet


I must go victual Orleans forthwith.
O'ertake me, if thou canst; I scorn thy strength.
Go, go, cheer up thy hunger-starved men;
Help Salisbury to make his testament;
This day is ours, as many more shall be.

[PUCELLE enters the Town, with Soldiers. Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a potter's




know not where I am, nor what I do: A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal, Drives back our troops, and conquers, as she [stench, So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome Are from their hives, and houses, driven away. They call'd us, for our fierceness, English dogs; Now, like to whelps, we crying run away. [A short Alarum.

Hark, countrymen? either renew the fight,
Or tear the lions out of England's coat;
Renounce your soil, give sheep in lion's stead:
Sheep run not half so timorous from the wolf,
Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard,
As you fly from your oft subdued slaves.
Alarum. Another skirmish.
It will not be:-Retire into your trenches:
You all consented unto Salisbury's death,
For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.-
Pucelle is enter'd into Orleans,
O, would I were to die with Salisbury!
In spite of us, or aught that we could do.

heteof will make me hide my head. Retreat. Exeunt TALBOT and Forces,&rc.

A dirty wench. The superstition of those times tanght, that he who could draw a witch's blood was free from her power.

SCENE VI-The same.

n the Walls, PUCELLE, CHARLES, ALENÇON, and Soldiers.

will divide my crown with her: priests and friars in my realm Puc. Come, come, 'tis only I that must disresion, sing her endless praise. grace thee; [They fight. pyramis to her I'll rear, Tal. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prepes, or Memphis', ever was: vail ? [age,ber, when she is dead, nurn more precious jewel'd coffer of Darius, shall be at high festivals kings and queens of France.

Saint Dennis will we cry,

wh Pucelle shall be France's saint. and let us banquet royally, den day of victory.

brance our waving colours on the


trians from the English wolves:Pucelle hath perform'd her word. est creature, bright Astræa's ughter,

albanour thee for this success!

es are like Adonis' gardens,

by bloom'd, and fruitful were the


amph in thy glorious prophetess!

els the town of Orleans:

sedap did ne'er befall our state.

Fyring not out the bells throughwte town?

[fires, and the citizens make bonand banquet in the open streets, the joy that God hath given us. France will be replete with mirth and joy. [men. shall hear how we have play'd the Joan, not we, by whom the day


[Flourish. Exeunt.


SCEN I. The same.

de Gates, a French SERGEANT, and SENTINELS.

Sn, take your places, and be vigilant: e, or soldier, you perceive, levels, by some apparent sign, e knowledge at the court of guard." Sergeant, you shall. [Exit SER

[Thus are poor servitors deep upon their quiet beds, to watch in darkness, rain and

ILOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and Sealing Ladders; their Drums ng dead march

regent, and redoubted Burgun

approach, the regions of Artois, and Picardy, are friends to us,y night the Frenchmen are secure, al day carous'd and banquetted: e we then this opportunity

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