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But with a proud, majestical, high scorn
Bur. Doubtless, he would have made a noble Knight:
Bast. Hew them to pieces, hack their bones asunder;
Char. Oh, no : forbear: for that which we have fled
Enter Sir William Lucy.
Char. On what submissive message art thou sent ?
Lucy. Submission, Dauphin? 'tis a mere French word,
Char. For prisoners afk'st thou? hell our prison is.
Lucy. Where is the great Alcides of the field,
Pucel. Here is a filly, stately, stile, indeed:
Writes not so tedious a ftile as this.
Lucy. Is Talbot slain, the Frenchmen's only scourge,
Pucel. I think, this Upstart is old Talbot's ghost; He speaks with such a proud commanding spirit: For God's sake, let him have 'em; to keep them here, They would but stink and putrify the air.
Char. Go, take their bodies hence.
Lucy. I'll bear them hence;
Char. So we be rid of them, do what thou wilt:
S CE N E
K. Henry. HAVE P you perus'd the letters from
Canges to England.
the , The Emperor, and the Earl of Armagnac ?
Glou. I have, my lord; and their intent is this; They humbly sue unto your Excellence, To have a godly Peace concluded of, Between the realms of England and of France. K. Henry. How doth your Grace affe&t this motion?
Glou. Well, my good lord; and as the only means To stop effusion of our Christian blood, And stablish quietness on ev'ry fide,
K. Henry. Ay, marry, uncle, for I always thought It was both impious and unnatural, That such immanity and bloody ftrife Should reign among profeffors of one Faith.
Glou. Betide, my lord, the sooner to effect And surer bind this knot of amity, The Earl of Armagnac, near kin to Charles, A man of great authority in France, Proffers his only daughter to your Grace In marriage, with a large and sumptuous dowry. K. Henry. Marriage? alas ! my years are yet too
Enter Winchester, and three Ambasadors.
K. Henry. My Lords Ambassadors, your several suits Have been confider'd and debated on; Your purpose is both good and reasonable: And therefore are we certainly resolv'd To draw conditions of a friendly Peace, Which by my lord of Winchester we mean Shall be transported presently to France.
Glou. And for the proffer of my lord your master, I have informd his Highness so at large;
As, liking of the lady's virtuous gifts,
K. Henry. In argument and proof of which Contract,
(Exeunt King and Train, Win. Stay, my lord Legate, you shall first receive The sum of money which I promised Should be deliver'd to his Holiness, For clothing me in these grave ornaments,
Legate. I will attend upon your lordship's leisure,
Win. Now Winchester will not submit, I trow,
(Exeunt. S CE N E III.
Changes to France. Enter Dauphin, Burgundy, Alanson, Bastard, Reignier,
and Joan la Pucelle. Dau. HESE news, my Lords, may cheer our
THEdrooping spirits :
'Tis faid, the stout Parisians do revolt, And turn again unto the warlike French.
Alan. Then march to Paris, royal Charles of France, And keep not back your Pow'rs in dalliance.
Pucel. Peace be amongst them, if they turn to us, Else Ruin combat with their Palaces.
Dau. Somewhat too sudden, Sirs, the warning is;
Burg. I trust, the ghost of Talbot is not there ;
need not fear.
[They walk, and speak not.