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Q. Isu. God, the best maker of all marriages,
Enter CHORUS. Coinbine your hearts in one, your realms in Thus far, with rough, and all unable pen, one!
Our bending* author hath pursu'd the story; As man and wife, being two, are one in love, In little room confining mighty men, So be there'twixt your kingdoms such a spousal, Mangling by starts the full course of their That never may ill office, or fell jealousy,
(liv'd Which troubles oft the bed of blessed mar- Small time, but in that small, most greatly riage,
This star of England: fortune made his sword; Thrust in between the paction of these king. By which the world's best gardent he achiev'd, doms,
And of it left his son imperial lord. To make divorce of their incorporate league ; Henry the sixth, in infant bands crown'd king That English may as French, French English
Of France and England did this king sucmen,
ceed; Receive each other!—God speak this Amen! Whose state so many had the managing, AU. Amen!
That they lost France, and made his Eng. K, Hen. Prepare we for our marriage :-on
land bleed: which day,
Which oft our stage hath shown; and, for My lord of Burgundy, we'll take your oath,
their sake, And all the peers', for surety of our leagues.- In your fair minds let this acceptance take. Then shall I swear to Kate, and you to me;
[Erit. And may our oaths well kept and prosp'rous be !
(Exeunt. * 1.e. Unequal to the welght of the subject. † Franca
KING HENRY THE SIXTH.
VERNON, of the White Rose, or York Faction. Duke or GLOSTER, Uncle to the King, and Basset, of the Red Rose, or Lancaster Faction. Protector.
CHARLES, Dauphin, and afterwards King of DUKE OF BEDFORD, Uncle to the King, and
REIGNIER, Duke of Anjou, and titular King THOMAS BEAUFORT, Duke of Exeter, great
of Naples. Uncle to the King.
DUKE OF BURGUNDY.—DUKE OF ALENÇON. HENRY BEAUFORT, great Uncle to the King, Governor of Paris.-BASTARD OF ORLEANS.
Bishop of Winchester; and afterwards MASTER-GUNNER OF ORLEANS, and his Son.
GENERAL OF THE FRENCH FORCES in Bour. John BEAUFORT, Earl of Somerset; afterwards
A FRENCH SERGEANT.-A PORTER.
late Earl of Cambridge; afterwards
MARGARET, Daughter to Reignier; afterwards EARL OF WARWICK.-EARL OF SALISBURY.
married to King Henry. EARL OF SUFFOLK.
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE. LORD Talbot, afterwards Earl of Shrewsbury. Joan La Pucelle, commonly called, Joan of JOHN TALBOT, his Son.
Arc. EDMUND MORTIMER, Earl of March. MORTIMER'S KEEPER, and a LAWYER. Fiends appearing to La Pucelle, Lords, War. SIR JOHN FASTOLFE.SIR WILLIAM LUCY. ders of the Tower, Heralds, Officers, SolSIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE.-Sir THOMAS GAR- diers, Messengers, and several Attendants GRAVE.
both on the English and French. MAYOR OF LONDON. WOODVILLE, Lieutenant of the Tower. Scene; partly in England, and partly in France.
More dazzled and drove back his enemies, SCENE 1.-Westminster Abbey.
Than mid-day sun, fierce bent against their faces.
[speech: Deud march. Corpse of King Henry the Fifth What should I say? his deeds exceed all
discovered, lying in state; attended on by the He ne'er lift up his hand, but conquered. Dukes of BEDFORD, Gloster, and EXETER; Exe. We mourn in black; Why mourn we the Earl of Warwick, the Bishop of WIN
not in blood ? CHESTER, Heralds, &c.
Henry is dead, and never shall revive: Bed. Hung be the heavens with black,* Upon a wooden coffin we attend; yield day to night!
And death's dishonourable victory Comets, importing change of times and states, We with our stately presence glorify, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky; Like captives bound to a triumphant car. And with them scourge the bad revolting What? shall we curse the planets of mishap, stars,
That plotted thus our glory's overthrow? That have consented unto Henry's death! Or shall we think the subtle-witted French Henry the fifth, too famous to live long! Conjurers and sorcerers, that, afraid of him, England ne'er lost a king of so much worth. By magic verses* have contriv'd his end ?
Glo. England ne'er had a king, until his Win. He was a king bless'd of the King of Virtue he had, deserving to command: [time.
kings. His brandish'd sword did blind men with his Upto the French the dreadful judgement day beams;
So dreadful will not be, as was his fight. His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings; The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought: His sparkling eyes replete with wrathful fire,' The church's prayers made him so prosperous.
* Alluding to our ancient stage-practice when a tragedy * There was a notion long prevalent, that life might be was to be acted,
taken away by metrical charms.
Glo. 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 Alençon flieth to his side. And lookest to comniand the prince, and realm, Exe. The Dauphin crowned king! all fly 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 fiy, 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. Except it be to pray against thy foes.
Bed. Gloster, why doubt'st thou of my forBed. 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; Since arms avail not, now that Henry's dead.
Enter a third MESSENGER. Posterity, await for wretched years, (suck;! 3 Mess. My gracious lords to add to your 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, Henry the fifth! thy ghost I invocate;
Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French. Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils! Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't Combat with adverse planets in the heavens!
so? A far more glorious star thy soul will make, 3 Mess. O, do; wherein lord Talbot was o'erThan Julius Cæsar, or bright
thrown: Enter a MessENGER.
The circumstance I'll tell you more at large. Mess. My honourable lords, health to you all!
The tenth of August last, this dreadful lord,
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, Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost.
Was round encompassed and set upon:
No leisure had he to enrank his men; Bed. What say'st thou, man, before dead
He wanted pikes to set before his archers; Speak softly; or the loss of those great towns
Instead whereof, sharp stakes, pluck'd out of
hedges, Will make him burst his lead, and rise from
They pitched in the groure from breaking in. death. Glo. Is Paris lost ? is Roüen yielded up?
To keep the horsemen off from breaking in.
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 worders with his sword and lance. the ghost.
Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand Exe. How were they lost? what treachery
him; was us'd ? Mess. No treachery; but want of men and
Here, there, and every where, enrag'd he slew:
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 fought,
And rush'd into the bowels of the battle.
Here bad the conquest fully been seal'd 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 fled, 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; Of England's coat one half is cut away.
Whom all France, with their chief assembled Exe. Were our tears wanting to this funeral,
strength, These tidings would call forth hert flowing
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,
Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid, Give me my steeled coat, I'll fight for France.
Unto his dastard foe-man is betray'd. Away with these disgraceful wailing robes !
3 Mess. () 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 bad Bed. His ransom there is none but I shall mischance,
I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne, • Nurse was anciently so spelt. + Her, i. e. England's.
His crown shall be the ransom of my friend; i 1. e. Their miseries which have had only a short inter. Four of their lords I'll change for one of mission.
Farewell, my masters; to my task wil I; The other lords, like lions wanting food,
cords, Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe England all Olivers and Rowlands bred, quake.
During the time Edward the third did reign. 3 Mess. So you had need; for Orleans is be- More truly now may this be verified; sieg'd;
For none but Samsons, and Goliasses, The English army is grown weak and faint: It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to tep! The earl of Salisbury craveth supply,
Lean raw-bon'd rascals! who would e'er supAnd hardly 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 Exe. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry
[ger: Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, ,(sworn; And hunger will enforce them to be more eaOr 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.
siege. Glo. I'll to the Tower, with all the haste I can, Reig. I think, by some odd gimmals or de To view the artillery and munition ;
(op; 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,
[Erit. Bust. Where's the prince Dauphin, I have Win. Each hath his place and function to
news for him. attend:
Chur. Bastardt of Orleans, thrice welcome I am left out; 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,
cheers appaild; 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 hither with me I bring, SCENE 11.-France.- Before Orleans.
Which, by a vision sent to her from heaven, Enter Charles, with his Forces; ALENÇON, Ordained'is to raise this tedious siege, REIGNIER, and others.
And drive the English forth the bounds of
France. Char. Mars his true moving, even as in the The spirit of deep prophecy she hath, heavens,
Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome; So in the earth, to this day is not known:
What's past, and what's to come, she can Late did he shine upon the English side;
descry. Now we are victors upon us he smiles.
Speak, shall I call her in? Belieye my words, What towns of any moment, but we have?
For they are certain and unfallible. At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans ;
Char. Go, call her in: (Exit BASTARD.) But, Otherwhiles, the famish'd English, like pale
first, to try her skill, ghosts,
Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place: Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.
Question her proudly, let thy looks be stero:Alen. They want their porridge, and their fat By this means shall we sound what skill she bull-beeves :
hath. Either they must be dieted like mules,
[Retires. And have their provender tyed to their mouths, Enter La Pucelle, BASTARD of Orleans, und 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 Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear:
wondrous feats? Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury;
Puc. Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to be. And he may well in fretting spend bis gall,
(hind; Nor men, nor money, hath he to make war.
Where is the Dauphin ?-come, come from be. Chur. Sound, sound alarum; we will rush I know thee well, though never seen before. on them.
Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me: 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 leave a 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
daughter, Re-enter CHARLES, A LENÇON, REIGNIER, und My wit untrain’d'in any kind of art. others.
Heaven, and our lady gracious, hath it pleas'd Char. Who ever saw the like? what men have To shine on my conteniptible estate:
I!Dogs! cowards! dastards!-I would ne'er * 1. e. The prey for which they are humgry. bave fled,
# A gimmal is a picce of jointed work, where one piccc But that they left me 'midst my enemies.
moves within another; here it is taken at large for an en
gine. Reig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide; | This was not in former times a term of reproach. He tighteth as one weary of his life.
Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, And to şun's parching heat 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 unpremeditated:
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 prophet will I trust, if she prove false. Only this proof I'll of thy valour make,
[Exeunt. In single combat thou shalt buckle with me; And, it thou vanquishest, thy words are true; SCENE III.-London.-Hill before the Tower. Otherwise, I renounce all confidence.
Enter, at the Gates, the Duke of GLOSTER, with Pup. I am prepar'd: here is my keen-edg'd 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 Ont 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 Pu. And, while I live, I'll near fly from a
1 Serv. It is the noble Duke of Gloster. man.
[They fight. Char. Stay, stay thy hands; thou art an
2 Ward. [Within.] Whoe'er he be, you may Amazon,
not be let in. And fightest with the sword of Deborah.
1 Serv. Answer you so the lord protector,
villains? Puc. Christ's mother helps me, else I were too weak.
Ward. (Within.] The Lord protect him! Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that we do no otherwise than we are will’d.
so we answer him : must help me: Impatiently I burn with thy desire;
Glo. Who will'd you? or whose will stands My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu’d. There's none protector of the realm, but I.
but mine? Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so, Let me thy servant, and not sovereign, be;
Break upt the gates, I'll be your warrantize:
Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms? 'Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus.
Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, SERVANTS rush at the Tower Gates. Enter, to For my profession's sacred from above:
the Gates, WOODVILLE, the Lieutenunt. When I have chased all thy foes from hence, Then will I think upon a recompense.
Wood. (Within.) What noise is this? wha Char. Meantime, look gracious on thy pros
traitors have we here? trate thrall.
Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I
hear? Reig. My lord, methinks, is very long in
Open the gates; here's Gloster that would Alen. Doubtless he shrives this woman to
Wood. Within.) Have patience, noble duke: her smock;
I may not open;
nor none of thine, shall be let in,
From him I have express commandement, no mean? Alen. He may mean more than we poor men
Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest him do know:
'fore me? These women are shrewd tempters with their Arrogant Winchester ? that haughty prelate, Reig. My lord, where are you? what devise Whoin Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could
brook? you on? Shall 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.
i 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 nol
Servants in tauny Coats.
Win. How now, ambitious Humphry? what
means this? * Be firmly persuaded of it.
* Moaning the four daughtors of Philip mentioned la + Expect prosperity after misfortune.
+ Theft. 1 Break open.
Acts xxi. 9.