Enter Dauphin, Bastard, Alanson, and Joan la Pucelle. Pucel. IS MAY not, Princes, at this accident, DISMAY at Care is no cure, but rather corrofive, Dau. We have been guided by thee hitherto, Baft. Search out thy wit for fecret policies, To leave the Talbot, and to follow us. Dau. Ay, marry, fweeting, if we could do That, France were no place for Henry's warriors; Nor fhall that Nation boast it fo with us, But be extirped from our provinces. Alan. For ever should they be expuls'd from France, And not have title of an Earldom here. Pucel. Your honours fhall perceive how I will work, To bring this matter to the wished end. [Drum beats afar off. Hark, by the found of drum you may perceive Their powers are marching unto Paris-ward. [Here beat an English march, There goes the Talbot with his colours fpread, And all the troops of English after him.[Fren. March. Now Now, in the rereward, comes the Duke and his : Dau. SCENE [Trumpets found a parley. VIII. Enter the Duke of Burgundy marching. A Parley with the Duke of Burgundy. Burg. Who craves a parley with the Bur gundy? [man, Pucel. The princely Charles of France, thy countryBurg. What fayft thou, Charles? for I am march ing hence. [words. Dau. Speak, Pucelle, and enchant him with thy Pucel. Brave Burgundy, undoubted hope of France! Stay, let thy humble hand-maid fpeak to thee. Burg. Speak on, but be not over-tedious. Pucel. Look on thy country, look on fertile France; As looks the mother* on her lovely babe, Behold the wounds, the moft unnat'ral wounds, Strike thofe that hurt; and hurt not those that help: Return thee, therefore, with a flood of tears, *on her lowly babe,] It is plain Shakespear wrote, lovely babe, it anfwering to fertile France above, which this domeftic Image is brought to illuftrate. 1 Burg. 1 Burg. Either fhe hath bewitch'd me with her words, Or nature makes me fuddenly return. Pucel. Befides, all French and France exclaim on thee; Doubting thy birth, and lawful progeny. Whom join'ft thou with, but with a lordly nation Pucel. Done, like a Frenchman: turn, and turn Dau. Welcome, brave Duke! thy friendship makes us fresh. Baft. And doth beget new courage in our breasts. Alan. Pucelle hath bravely play'd her part in this, And doth deserve a Coronet of gold. Dau. Now let us on, my lords, and join our powers; And seek how we may prejudice the foe. [Exeunt. SCENE SCEN, E IX. Changes to PARIS. Enter King Henry, Gloucefter, Winchester, York, Suffolk, Somerset, Warwick, Exeter, &c. To them Talbot, with his Soldiers. Tal. MY gracious Prince, and honourable Peers, Hearing of your arrival in this realm, I have a while giv'n truce unto my wars, In fign whereof, this arm (that hath reclaim'd Twelve cities, and fev'n walled towns of ftrength, Afcribes the glory of his Conqueft got, Firft to my God, and next unto your Grace. K. Henry. Is this the fam'd lord Talbot, uncle Glo'fier, That hath fo long been refident in France? Glou. Yes, if it please your Majefty, my Liege. K. Henry. Welcome, brave Captain, and victorious lord. When I was young, (as yet I am not old) Manent Vernon and Basset. [Exeunt. Ver. Now, Sir, to you that were fo hot at fea, Difgracing 1 Difgracing of these colours that I wear Dar't thou maintain the former words thou spak'st? I may have liberty to 'venge this wrong; Ver. Well, mifcreant, I'll be there as soon as you; ACT IV. SCENE I. PARIS. Enter King Henry, Gloucefter, Winchefter, York Suffolk, Somerfet, Warwick, Talbot, Exeter, and Governor of Paris. LOR GLOUCESTER, ORD Bishop, fet the Crown upon his head. Glou. Now, Governor of Paris, take your oath, Efteem none fiends, but fuch as are his friends; This fhall ye do, fo help you righteous God! Enter |