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PERSONS REPRESENTED. King Henry the Sixth.
Vernon, of the white rose, or York faction. Duke of Gloster, uncle to the king, and protector. Basset, of the red rose, or Lancaster faction. Duke of Bedford, uncle to the king, and regent Charles, dauphin, and afterwards king of France. of France.
Reignier,duke of Anjou,and titular king of Naples. Thoinas Beaufort, duke of Exeter, great uncle to Duke of Burgundy. Duke of Alençon. the king.
Governor of Paris. Bastard of Orleans. Henry Beaufort, great uncle to the king, bishop of Master-gunner of Orleans, and his son.
Winchester, and afterwards cardinal. General of the French forces in Bourdeaux. John Beaufort, earl of Somerset ; afterwards duke.||.A French Sergeant. A Porter. Richard Plantagenet, eldest son of Richard, late An old shepherd, father to Joan la Pucelle.
earl of Cambridge; afterwards duke of York. Earl of Warwick. Earl of Salisbury.
Margaret, daughter to Reignier ; afterwards marEarl of Suffolk.
ried to King Henry. Countess of Auvergne. Lord Talbot, afterwards earl of Shrewsbury.
Joan la Pucelle, commonly called Joan of Arc. John Talbot, his son.
Fiends appearing to La Pucelle, lords, warders Edmund Mortimer, earl of March.
of the Tower, heralds, officers, soldiers, mesMortimer's keeper, and a lawyer.
sengers, and several attendants, both on the Sir John Fastolfe. Sir William Lucy.
English and French. Sir William Glansdale. Sir Thomas Gargrave. Mayor of London. Woodville, lieut. of the Tower." Scene, partly in England, and partly in France.
That plotted thus our glory's overthrow ?
Or shall we think the subtle-witted French SCENE I.-Westminster Abbey: Dead march. | Conjurers and sorcerers, that, afraid of him,
Corpse of King Henry, the Fifth discovered, By magic verses2 have contrivd his end? lying in state ; attended on by the Dukes of
Win. He was a king blessed of the King of kings. Bedford, Gloster, and Exeter; the Earl of War-Unto the French the dreadful judgment day wick, the Bishop of Winchester, Heralds, fc. || So dreadful will not be, as was his sight.
The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought :
The church's prayers made him so prosperous.
Glo. The church! where is it? Had not churchHUNG be the heavens with black,d yield day to men pray'd, night!
His thread of life had not so soon decay'd: Comets, importing change of times and states, None do you like but an effeminate prince, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky; Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe. And with them scourge the bad revolting stars, Win. Gloster, whate'er we like, thou art proThat have consented unto Henry's death!
tector; Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long ! And lookest to command the prince, and realm. England ne'er lost a king of so much worth. Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,
Glo. England ne'er had a king, until his time. More than God, or religious churchmen, may. Virtue he had, deserving to command:
Glo. Name not religion, for thou Jov'st the Aesh; His brandish'd sword did blind men with his beams; | And ne'er throughout the year to church thou go'st, His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings; Except it be to pray against thy foes. His sparkling eyes replete with wrathful fire, Bed. Cease, cease these jars, and rest your minds More dazzled and drove back his enemies,
in peace! Than mid-day sun, fierce bent against their faces. || Let's to the altar:-Heralds, wait on us : What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech : | Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms ; He ne'er lift up his hand, but conquered. Since arms avail not, now that Henry's dead.Exe. We mourn in black; Why mourn we not | Posterity, await for wretched years, in blood ?
When at their mothers' moist eyes babes shall suck, Henry is dead, and never shall revive:
Our isle be made a nourish3 of salt tears, Upon a wooden coffin we attend;
And none but women left to wail the dead. And death's dishonourable victory
Henry the Fifth! thy ghost I invocate; We with our stately presence glorify,
Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils ! Like captives bound to a triumphant car. Combat with adverse planets in the heavens ! What! shall we curse the planets of mishap,
(2) There was a notion long prevalent, that life (1) Alluding to our ancient stage-practice when might be taken away by metrical charms. a tragedy was to be acted
(3) Nurse was anciently so spelt. VOL. II.
Mess. No treachery; but want of men and money.
No leisure had he to enrank his men;
Let not sloth dim your honours, new-begot:
Exe. Were our tears wanting to this funeral,
Bed. Me they concern; regent I am of France:Give me my steeled coat, I'll fight for France.Away with these disgraceful wailing robes! Wounds I will lend the French, instead of eyes, To weep their intermissive miseries.2
France is revolted from the English quite;
Exe. The dauphin crowned king! all fly to him!
Glo. We will not fly, but to our enemies' throats: Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out.
Bed. Gloster, why doubt'st thou of my forwardness?
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 pay :
Enter another Messenger..
2 Mess. Lords, view these letters, full of bad Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take,
An army have I muster'd in my thoughts,
Enter a third Messenger.
The circumstance I'll tell you more at large.
(1) Her, i. e. England's.
Durst not presume to look once in the face.
Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake.
Or bring him in obedience to your yoke.
Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave,
And then I will proclaim young Henry king. [Ex.
Char. Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens,
(2) i. e. Their miseries which have had only a short intermission.
So in the earth, to this day is not known:
Char. Go, call her in: (Exit Bastard.) But, first, Late did he shine upon the English side;
to try her skill, Now we are victors, upon us he smiles.
Reignier, stand thou as dauphin in my place: What towns of any moment, but we have? Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern :At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans;
By this means shall we sound what skill she hath. Otherwhiles, the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,
(Retires. Faintly besiege us one hour in a month. Alen. They want their porridge, and their fat Enter La Pucelle, Bastard of Orleans, and others. bull-beeves;
Reig. Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wond'rous Either they must be dieted like mules,
feats? And have their provender tied to their mouths, Puc. Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to beguile Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice. Reig. Let's raise the siege; Why live we idly Where is the dauphin ?-come, come from behind; here?
I know thee well, though never seen before. Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear:
Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me: Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury; In private will I talk with thee apart:-And he may well in fretting spend his gall
, Stand back, you lords, and give us leave a while. Nor men, nor money, hath he to make war. Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first dash, Char. Sound, sound alarum; we will rush on Puc. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's them.
daughter, Now for the honour of the forlorn French :- My wit untrain'd in any kind of art. Him I forgive my death, that killeth me,
Heaven, and our Lady gracious, hath it pleas'd When he sees me go back one foot, or fly. (Exe. To shine on my contemptible estate :
Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs, Alarums ; excursions; afterwards a retreat. Re- And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks, enter Charles, Alençon, Reignier, and others.
God's mother deigned to appear to me;
And free my country from calamity :
In complete glory she reveal'd herself;
With those clear rays which she insus'd on me, Alen. Froissard, a countryman of ours, records, That beauty am I bless'd with, which you see. England all Olivers and Rowlands bred,
Ask me what question thou canst possible,
My courage try by coinbat, if thou dar’st,
And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex. It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten !
Resolve on this :5 Thou shalt be fortunate, Lean raw-bon'd rascals! who would e'er supposeIf thou receive me for thy warlike mate. They had such courage and audacity?
Char. Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high Char. Let's leave this town; for they are hair
terms; brain'd slaves,
Only this proof I'll of thy valour make, And hunger will enforce them to be more eager: In single combat thou shalt buckle with me; Of old I know them; rather with their teeth And, if thou vanquishest, thy words are true; The walls they'll tear down, than forsake the siege. Otherwise, I renounce all confidence.
Reig. I think, by some odd gimmals2 or device, Puc. I am prepar'd: here is my keen-edg'd sword, Their arms are set, like clocks, still to strike on; Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each side ; Else ne'er could they hold out so, as they do. The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's By my consent, we'll e'en let them alone.
church-yard, Alen. Be it so.
Out of a deal of old iron I chose forth.
Char. Then come o'God's name, I fear nowoman. Enter the Bastard of Orleans.
Puc. And, while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man. Bast. Where's the prince dauphin? I have news
[They fight. for him.
Char. Stay, stay thy hands; thou art an amazon, Char. Bastard3 of Orleans, thrice welcome to us. || And fightest with the sword of Deborah. Bast. Methinks your looks are sad, your cheera Puc. Christ's mother helps me, else I were too appall’d;
weak. Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence? Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must Be not dismay'd, for succour is at hand :
help me: A holy maid hither with me I bring,
Impatiently I burn with thy desire;
Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so,
l'Tis the French dauphin sueth to thee thus. Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome :
Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, What's past, and what's to come, she can descry. For my profession's sacred from above: Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words, When I have chased all thy foes from hence, For they are certain and unfallible.
Then will I think upon a recompense. (1) i. e. The prey for which they are hungry. (3) This was not in former times a term of re.
(2) A gimmal is a piece of jointed work, where proach. one piece moves within another; here it is taken (4) Countenance. at large for an engine.
(5) Be firmly persuaded of it.
Char. Mean tine, look gracious on thy prostrate Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I hear? thrall.
Open the gates ; here's Gloster, that would enter.
The cardinal of Winchester forbids :
Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest him 'fore Alen. He may mean more than we poor men do know :
Arrogant Winchester? that haughty prelate, These women are shrewd tempters with their Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could tongues.
brook? Reig. My lord, where are you? what devise you Thou art no friend to God, or to the king : on?
Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly. Shall we give over Orleans, or no?
1 Serv. Open the gates unto the lord protector; Puc. Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants ! Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not Fight till the last gasp; I will be your guard.
quickly. Char. What she says, I'll confirm; we'll fight Enter Winchester, attended by a train of servants, Puc. Assign'd am I to be the English scourge.
in tawny-coats. This night the siege assuredly I'll raise :
Win. How now, ambitious Humphrey? what Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days,
means this? Since I have entered into these wars.
Glo. Pield priest, dost thou command me to be Glory is like a circle in the water,
shut out? Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor, 6 Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought. Ind not protector of the king, or realm. With Henry's death, the English circle ends; Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator; Dispersed are the glories it included.
Thou, that contriv'dst to murder our dead lord'; Now am I like that proud insulting ship, Thou, that giv'st whores indulgences to sin : Which Cæsar and his fortune bare at once. I'll canvassă thee in thy broad cardinal's hat,
Chur. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove? If thou proceed in this thy insolence.
Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a Helen, the mother of great Constantine,
foot; Nor Saint Philip's daughters,2 were like thee. This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain, Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the earth, To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt. How may I reverently worship thee enough? Glo. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back:
Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege.Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth, Reig. Woman, do what thou canst to save our I'll use, to carry thee out of this place. honours ;
Win. Do what thou dar'st; I beard thee to thy Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz’d.
face. Char. Presently we'll try :-Come, let's away Glo. What ? am "I dar'd, and bearded to my about it:
face? No prophet will I trust, if she prove false. [1
[Exe. Draw, men, for all this privileged place; SCENE III.-London. Hill before the Tower.Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware your
beard ; Enter, at the gates, the Duke of Gloster, with his serving-men, in blue coats.
(Gloster and his men attack the bishop.
I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly: Glo. I am come to survey the Tower this day; Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat; Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance. 3 In spite of pope or dignities of church, Where be these warders, that they wait not here? Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down. Open the gates; Gloster it is that calls.
Win Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the pope. (Servants knock
Glo. Winchester goose, I cry—a rope! a rope! 1 Ward. (Within.] Who is there that knocks so Now beat them hence, why do you let them stay? imperiously?
Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array.1 Serv. It is the noble duke of Gloster.
Out, tawney-coats !-out, scarlet hypocrite! 2 Ward. [Within.) Whoe'er he be, you may Here a great tumult. In the midst of it, enter
not be let in. 1 Serv. Answer you so the lord protector, villains? the Mayor of London, and officers. 1 Ward. [Within.) The Lord protect him! 80 May. Fie, lords! that you, being supreme mawe answer him:
gistrates, We do no otherwise than we are will’d.
Thus contumeliously should break the peace! Glo. Who willed you? or whose will stands but
Glo. Peace, mayor; thou know'st little of my mine?
wrongs : There's none protector of the realm, but I.
Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king, Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize : Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use. Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms? Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens ;
and never peace, Servants rush at the Tower gates. Enter, to the one that still motions war,
gates, Woodville, the lieutenant. O'ercharging your free pures with large fines; Wood. (Within.] What noise is this? what trai. That seeks to overthrow religion, tors have we here?
(4) Break open. (1) Expect prosperity after misfortune.
(5) Alluding to his shaven crown. (6) Traitor. (2) Meaning the four daughters of Philip, men
(8) A strumpet toned in Acts xxi. 9.
(9) An allusion to the bishop's habit.