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Thou art no friend to God, or to the king :
Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly.

SCENE IV.-France-Before Orleans
i Serv. Open the gates unto the lord protector:
Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not

Enter, on the Walls, the MASTER-GUNNER and

his Son.
Enter WINCHESTER, attended by a Train of Ser-

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

besieged ; vants in tawny Coats.

And how the English have the suburbs won.
Win. How now, ambitious Humphry? What Son. Father, I know ; and oft have shot at them,
means this?

Howe'er unfortunate, I miss'd my aim.
Glo. Piel'd priesto dost thou command me to be

M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruled shut out?

by me:
Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor t, Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
And not protector of the king or realm.

Something I must do, to procure me grace.
Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator; The prince's espials + have informed me,
Thou, that contrivedst to murder our dead lord; How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd,
Thou, that givest whores indulgences to sin : Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars
I'll canvas i thee in thy broad cardinal's hat, In yonder tower, to overpeer the city ;
If thou proceed in this thy insolence.

And thence discover, how, with most advantage,
Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a They may vex us, with shot, or with assault.
This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain, (foot ; To intercept this inconvenience,
To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt.

A piece of ordnance 'gainst it l'have placed ;
Glo. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back: And fully even these three days have I watch'd,
Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch,
l'll use, to carry thee out of this place.

For I can stay no longer. Win. Do what thou darest; I beard thee to thy If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word ; face.

And thou shalt find me at the governor's. (Erit. Glo. What ? am I dared, and bearded to my Son. Father, I warrant you; take you no care ; face?

I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.
Draw, men, for all this privileged place ;
Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware your Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Tower, the Lords
beard ;

(Gloster and his Men aitack SALISBURY and Talbot, Šir WILLIAN GLANS-
the Bishop

DALE, Sir Thomas GARGRAVE, and others.
I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly ;
Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat;

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'a!

How wert thou handled, being prisoner?
In spite of pope, or dignities of church,

Or by what means got'st thou to be released ?
Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down.
Win. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the pope.

Discourse, I pr'ythee, on this tarret's top.
Glo. Winchester goose ý, I cry--A rope! a rope !

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner,

Called-the brave lord Ponton de Santrailles;
Now beat them hence, why do you let them stay ?
Thee I'll chase hence, thou woitin sheep's array-

For him I was exchanged and ransomed.

But with a baser man of arms by far,
Olt, tawny coals !-Out, scarlet || hypocrite !

Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me:
Here a great Tumult.-In the midst oj' it, Enter the Which I, disdaining, scorn'd: and craved death

MAYOR OF LONDON, and OFFICERS. Rather than I would be so piled esteemid 1.
May. Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magis. But, o ! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart!

Thus contumeliously should break the peace!

Whom with my bare fists I would execute,
Glo. Peace, mayor ; thou know'st little of my

If I now had him brought into my power.

Sal. Yet tell'st thou not ho thou wert enterwrongs: Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king,

tain'd. Hath bere distrain'd the Tower to his use.

Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe lo citizens ;

In open markel-place produced they me, (launts,
One that still motions war, and never peace,

To be a public spectacle to all ;
O’ercharging your free purses with large fines;

Here, said they, is the terror of the French,
That seeks to overthrow religion,

The scare-crow that affrights our children so. Because he is protector of the realm;

Then broke I from the oflicers that led me; And would have armour here out of the Tower,

And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground,
To crown himself king, and suppress the prince.

To hurl at the beholders of my shame.
Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but blows. My grisly countenance made others fly;

(Here they skirmish again. None durst come near, for fear of sudden death. May. Nought rests for me, in this tumultuous

In iron walls they deem'd me not secure ;
But to make open proclamation


So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread, Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst.

That they supposed, I could rend bars of steel, ON. All manner of men, assembled here in arms

And spurn in pieces posts of adamant : this day, ogainsi God's peace and the king's, we

Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had charge and command you, in his highness' name,

That walk'd about with me every minute-while ;* to repair to your several dwelling-places ; and not

And if I did but stir out of my bed,
to wear, handle, or use, any sword, weapon, or Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.
dagger, henceforward, upon pain of death.

Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you endured;
Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law :

But we will be revenged sufficiently.
But we shall meet, and break our minds at large.

Now it is supper-time in Orleans :
Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear cost, be Here, through this grate, I can count every one,

And view the Frenchmen how they fortify:
Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work.

Let us look in, the sight will much delighi thee.May. I'll call for clubs, if you will not away :

Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glansdale, This cardinal is more hanghty than the devil.

Let me have your express opinions, Glo. Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou Where is best place to make our battery next. may'st.

Gar. I think, at the north gate ; for there stand Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy bead ;

lords. For I intend to have it, ere long.


Glan. And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge. Muy. See the coast clear'd, and then we will

Tal. For aught I see, this city must be famish’d, depart:

Or with light skirnishes enfeebled.
Grod God! that nobles should such stomachs •

Shot from the Town.-Salisbury and Sir bear!

Thomas Gargrave fall.
I myself tight not once in forty year. (Ereunt.

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

Gar. O Lord, have mercy on me, woeful man !
• Alluding to his shaven crown. + Traitor. Tal. What chance is this, that suddenly hath
5 A strumpet.

cross'd us!
An allusion to the bishop's habit.
That is, for peace-officers armed with clubs or • Favour,

4 Spies,
•• Pride.

So stripped of honours,




SCENE IT-Prad-Bein lira
Enter, on the Wall, the Marnega

di sos
M. Gun. Sirrah, thou kaart la fetes

besieged ;
And how the English hare the rebus et

Son. Pather, 1 know; and aft bare site
Howe'er unfortunate, I miss'd ay in
M. Gun. But now thoe stal ni le liene

by me:
Chief master-gunner am 1 of the m;
Something I must do, to procure ne race"
The prince's espials t have informed me,
Wont, through a secret grałe af 10 that's
In yonder tower, to overpeer te
And thence discover, bos, with
They may vex us, with shot, or with anak
To intercept this inconvenience

A piece of ordnance 'gains it I bare placed
And fully even these three days bare
If I could see them. Now, bos, da tom
For I can stay no longer.
If thoa spy'st any, run and bring me werd
And thou shalt find me at the governor's

Son, Father, I warrant you; take you o 2%
I'll never trouble you, if I may spy then
Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Ther, the

How the English, in the suberos C 22

Salisbury end Talbur, šir VILLE
DALE, Sir Thomas GARGRAVE, ad alter

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, againston:

Or by what means got'st thou to be released!

How wert thou handled, being priseter!
Discourse, I prythee, on this tarret's taip,

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a priset,
Called-the brave lord Ponton de Santais
Por him I was exchanged and reasoned.
But with a baser man of arms by far,

Once, in contempt, they would bare bererte
Which I, disdaining, scom'd: and cared to

Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak; Or' ear the lions out of England's coat;
How farest thou, mirror of all martial mnen? Redoun, o your soil, give sheep in lions' stend:
One of thy eyes, and thy cheek's side struck off !- Sheep run not half so timorons from the wolf,
Accursed tower! Accursed fatal hand,

Or horse, or oxen from the leopard,
That bath contrived this woeful tragedy !

As you fly from your oft-subdued slaves.
In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame ;

(Alurum.- Another Skirmish. Henry the fifth he first train'd to the wars:

It will not be :- Retire into your trenches :
Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up, You all consent'd unto Salisbury's death,
His sword did ne'er leave striking in the field.- For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.-
Yet livest thou, Salisbury? Though thy speech Pucelle is enter'd into Orleans,
doth fail,

In spite of us, or aught that we could do.
One eye thou hast to look to heaven for grace : 0, would I were to die with Salisbury !
The sun with one eye vieweth ail the world.- The shame hereof will make me hide my head.
Heaven, be thou gracious to none alıve,

[Alarum.-Retreat.-Ereunt Talbot and If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands!

his Forces, &c.
Bear herice his body, I will help to bury it.-
Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life?

SCENE VI.-The same.
Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him.

Enter, on the Walls, PUCELLE, CHARLES, REIGNIER,
Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort !

ALENGON, and Soldiers.
Thou shalt not die, whiles
He beckons with his hand, and smiles on me;

Puck. Advance our waving colours on the walls;
As who should say, When I am dead und gone,

Rescued is Orleans from the English wolves :Remember to avenge me on the French.

Thus Joan Ja Pucelle hath perform'd her word. Plantagenet, I will; and Nero-like,

Char. Divinest creature, bright Astræ's daughter,
Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn:

How shall I honour thee for this success?
Wretched shall France be only in my nane. Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens,

[Thunder heard ; apierwards an Alarum. That one day bloom'd, and fruitful were the next. What stir is this? What tumult's in the heavens ? France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess !Whence cometh this alarum, and the noise ?

Recover'd is the town of Orleans :

More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state.

Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout the
Mess. My lord, my lord, the French have ga. Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires,

ther'd head :
The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd, - And feast and banquet in the open streets,
A holy prophetess, new risen up,-

To celebrate the joy that God hath given us.
Is come with a great power to raise the siege. Alen. All France will be replete with mirth and

[Salisbury groans.

joy, Tul. Hear, hear, how dying Salisbury doth groan! When they shall hear how we have play'd the men. It irks his heart, he cannot be revenged.

Char. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won; Frenchmen, I'í be a Salisbury to you:

For which, I will divide my crown with her: Pucelle or puzzel", dolphin or dog-fish,

And all the priests and friars in my realm
Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels, Shall, in procession, sing her endless praise.
And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.

A statelier pyramis to her I'll rear,
Convey me Salisbury into his lent,

Than Rhodope's, or Memphis', ever was:
And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen In memory of her, when she is dead,
dare. [Exeunt, bearing out the Bodies. Her ashes, in an or more precious

Than the rich-jewell'd coffer of Darius,
SCENE V.-The Same.-Before one of the Gates. Transported shall be at high festivals

Before the kings and queens of France.
Alarum.---Skirmishings.--TALBOT pursueth the No longer on Saint Dennis will we cry,
Dauphin, and driveth him in; then enter Joan

But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint.
LA POCELLK, driving Englishmen before her. Come in; and let us banquet royally,
Then enter TALBOT

After this golden day of victory. (Flourish.--Exeunt.
Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and my
force ?

Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them;

SCENE 1.-The same.
A woman, clad in armour, chaseth them.

Enter to the Gates, c FRENCH SERGEAST, and two

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

Serg. Sirs, take your places, and be vigilant:
Devil, or devil's Dam, I'll conjure thee :

If any noise, or soldier, you perceive,
Blood will I draw on theet, thou art a witch,

Near to the walls, by some apparent sign,
And straightway give thy soul to him thou servest.

Let us have knowledge at the court of guard'.
Puc. Come, come, 'tis only I that must disgrace

1 Sent. Sergeant, you shall. (Exit Sergeant.)thee,

[They fight; (When others sleep upon their quiet beds.).

Thus are poor servitors
Tal. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail ? Constrain'd to watch in darkness rain, and cold.
My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage,
And from my shoulders crack my arms asander, Enter TALBOT, BEDEORD, BURGUNDY, and Forces,
But I will chastise this high-minded strumpet.

with scaling Ladders; their Drums beating a dead
Puc. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come: march.
I must go victual Orleans forth with.
O'ertake me if thou canst; I scorn thy strength.

Tal. Lord regent,-and redoubted Burgundy,-
Go, go, cheer up thy hunger-starved men ;

By whose approach, the regions of Artois,
Help Salisbury to make his testament:

Walloon, and Picardy, are friends to us,-
This day is ours, as many more shall be.

This happy night the Frenchmen are secure, (Pucelle enters the Town, with Soldiers. Having all day caroused and banqueted : Tal. My ihoughts are whirled like a potter's As fitting best to quittance their deceit,

Embrace we then this opportunity ;
I know not where I am, nor what I do: (wheel ; | Contrived by art, and baleful sorcery.
A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibál,
Drives back our troops, and conquers as she lists:

Bed. Coward of France !-How much he wrongs
So bees
with smoke, and doves with noisome stench, Despairing of his own arm's fortitude,

his fame,
Are from their hives, and houses, driven away.
They call'd us for our fierceness, English dogs;

To join with witches, and the help of hell.
Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.

Bur. Traitors have never other company.

But what's that Pucelle, whom they term so pure ?

[A short Alarum.
Hark, countrymen! Either renew the fight,

Tal. A maid, they say,
Bed. A maid, and be so martial !

Bur. Pray God, she prove not masculine ere long; • Dirty wench.

If underneath the standard of the French, * The superstition of those times taught, that he She carry armour, as she hath begun. who could draw a witch's blood was free from her power.

. The same as a guard-room. SA

Rather than I would be so piled esteen't;
In fine, redeem'd I was as desired.
But, o! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds by
Whom with my bare fists / would execute,
i I now had him brought into my posti,
Sal. Yet

tellst thou not how the rest on

Tel. With scoffs, and scorns, and are

n open market-place produced they me, o be a public spectacle to all; he scarecrow that affrights our children s hen broke I from the otficers that led :

Jere, said they, is the terror of the Presch,

ni with my nails digg'd stones out of the as

une durst come near, for fear of sedda det

o hurl at the beholders of my skan. Ty grisly countenance made others fy;

Iron walls they deem'd me not secure; great fear of niy name 'mongst then an at they supposed, I could rend bars and stehen nd spurn in pieces posts of adamast: herefore a guard of chosen shot I had nd if I did but stir ont of my bed,

wat walk'd about with me every patent

eady they were to shoot me to the heart
Sal. I grieve to bear what torments pu redors

al we will be revenged sufficiently, w it is supper-time in Orleans: d view the Frenchmen how they hadir

me bave your express opinigus,


re, through this grate, I can coent eruiyet
os look in, the sight will much delicte che

Thomas Gargrave, and Sir Willian Claas
here is best place to make our battery sert
ar. I think, at the north gate; tertera
lan. And I, here, at the balsartal the line
al. For aught I see, this city mest ke

Shot from the Town.-Silichana O Lord, have mercy on us, wrack Shea at. O Lord, hare mercy on me, metala ul. What chance is this, that any kind


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Tal. Well, let them praetise and converse with | Now have I paid my row unt his soul;
spirits :

For every drop of blood was drawn from tolm,
God is our fortress ; in whose conquering name There hath at least five Prenchmen died to-night
Let us resolve to scale their finty bulwarks. And, that hereafter ages may behold

Bed. Ascend, brave Talbot ; we will follow thçe. What suin happen'd in revenge of him,
Tal. Not all together : better far, I guess,

Within their chiefest teinple I'll erect
That we do make our entrance several ways; A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interr'd:
That, if it chance the ope of us do fail,

Upon the which, that every one may read,
The other yot may rise against their force.

Shall be engraved the sack of Orleans;
Bed. Agreed: I'll to yon corner.

The treacherous manner of his mournful death,
Bur. And I to this.

And what a terror he hath been to France. Tal. And here with Talbot mount, or make his Cut, lords, in all our bloody massacre, grave

I muse we niet not with the Dauphin's grace ; Now, Salisbury! for thee, and for the right His vew.come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc; of English Henry, shall the night appear

Nor any of his false confederates.
How inuch in duty I am bound to both.

Bed. "Tis thought, lord Talbot, when the fight bo. (The English scale the Walls, crying St. George !

gan, a Talbot ! and all enter by the Town. Roused on the sudden from their drowsy beds, Sent. (Within.) Arm, arml the enemy doth make They did, amongst the troops of armed men, assault 1

Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field.

Bur. Myself (as far as I could well discern,
The French leap over the Walls in their Shirts.-
Enter, several ways, BASTARD, ALENGON, Rrig. Am sure I scared the Dauphin and his trull;

For smoke, and dusky vapoors of the night)
NIER, half ready, and half unready.

When arm in arm they both came swiftly running,
Alen. How now, my lords ? What, all unready so ! Like to a pair of loving tártle-doves,
Bast. Unready i Ay, and glad we'scaped so well. That could not live asunder day or night
Reig. 'Twas time, irow, to wake, and leave our After that things are set in order here,

We'll follow them with all the power we have.
Hearing alarums at our chamber doors.
Alen. Of all exploits, since first I follow'd arms,

Ne'er heard I of a warlike enterprize

Mess. All hail, my lords! Which of this princely
More ventarons, or desperate than this.

train Bast. I think, this Talbot be a fiend of hell. Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts Reig. If not of hell, the heavens, sure, farour So much applauded through the realm of France him.

Tal. Here is the Talbot; who would speak with Alen. Here cometh Charles; I marvel, how he

him sped.

Mess. The virtuous lady, countess of Auvergne, Enter CHARLES and LA PUCELLK.

With modesty admiring thy renown,

By me intreats, good lord, thc u wouldst vouchsafe
Bast. Tat! holy Joan was his defensive guard. To visit her poor castle where she lies t;
Char. Is this thy cunning, thou deceitful dame i That she may boast, she hath beheld the man
Didst thou at first, to flatter us withal,

Whose glory fills the world with loud report.
Make us partakers of a little gain,

Bur. Is it even 80? Nay, then, I see, our wars
That now our loss might be ten times so much! Win turn unto a peaceful comic sport,
Puc. Wherefore is Charles impatient with his When ladies crave to be encounter'd with.

You may not, my lord, despise hier gentle suft.
At all times will you have my power alikes

Tal. Ne'er trust me, then; for, when a world of
Sleeping, or waking, must I still prevail,

Or will you blame and lay the fault on me! Could not prevail with all their oratory,
Improvident soldiers ? Had your watch beer good, Yet hath a woman's kindness over-ruled :-
This sudden mischief never could have fallen. And therefore tell her I return great thanks ;

Char. Duke of Alençon, this was your default; And in submission will attend on ber-
That, being captain of the watch to-night,

Will not your honours bear me company
Did look po better to that weighty charge.

Bed. No, truly; it is more than manners will:
Alen. Had all your quarters been as safely kept, And I have heard it said,-Unbidden guests
As that whereof I had the government,

Are often welcomest when they are gone.
We had not been thus shamefully surprized.

Tal. Well then, alone, since there's no remedy,
Bast. Mine was secure.

I mean to prove this lady's courtesy.
Reig. And so was mine, my lord.

Come hither, captain, (Whispers.)-You perceive
Char. And, for myself, most part of all this night,
Within her quarter, and mine own precinct,

Capt. I do, my lord; and mean accordingly.
I was employ'd in passing to and fro,

About relieving of the sentinels :
Then how, or which way, should they first break in? SCENE III,-Auvergne.-Court Q the Castle.

Puc. Question, my lords, no further of the case,
How, or which way ; 'uis sure, they found some

Enter the Countess and her PORTER. place

Count. Porter, remember what I gave in charge; But weakly guarded, where the breach was made. And, when you have done so, bring the keys to me. And now there rests no other shift but this,

Port. Madam, I will,

To gather our soldiers, scatter'd and dispersed, Count. The plot is laid: if all things fall out right,
And lay new platforms to endamage them. I shall as famous be by this exploit,
Alarum.Enter an English Soldier, crying a Talbot! | Great is the rumour of this dreadful knight,

As Scythian Thomyris by Cyrus' death.
a Talbot! They fly, leaving their Clothes behind. And his achievements of no less account:
Sold. I'll be so bold to take what they have left, Pain would mine eyes be witness with mine ears,
The cry of Talbot serves me for a sword;

To give their censure t of these rare reports.
For I have loaden me with many spoils,
Using no other weapon but his name. (Erit.


Mess. Madam,
SCENE II.-Orleans.-Within the Town. " According as your ladyship desired,
Enter Talbot, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, a Captain, Ry message craved, so is Lord Talbot come;
and others.

Count. And he is welcome. What! is this the man?

Mess. Madam, it is.
Bed. The day begins to break, and night is filed, Count. Is this the scourge of France ?
Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.
Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit.

Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad,

That with his name the mothers still their babes! Tel. Bring forth the body of old Salisbury ;

(Retreat sounded. I see, report is fabulous and false : And here advance it in the market-place,

I thought I should have seen some Hercules,
The middle centre of this cursed town.-

A second Hector for his grim aspéct,
• Wonder.

+ i.e. Where she dwells. • Plans, schemes.

For opinion.

my mind,

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Now have I paid my roe ned lised:
Por every drop of blood was dna hali
There hath at least ive Frenchner died be
And, that hereafter ages may be laid
What ruin happen'd in rerence of his
Within their chiefest teinple 11 erent
A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be enteri:
l'pop the which, that every one way resh
Shall be engraved the sack of Orleans;
The treacherous manner of his pornoful desta
And what a terror he hath been so Frate
Cat, lords, in all our bloody massacre,
I muse we met not with the Dacphers met
His new-come champion, virtaeus Jaan di As;
Nur any of his false confederates,
Bea. Tis thought, lord Talbot, when the lights

Roused on the sudden from their drowsy bed
They did, amongst the troops of armed se,
Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field

Bur. Myself (as far as I could well discern
Por smoke, and dusky vapours of the night!
Im sure I scared the Dauphin and his traili,
Then arm in arm they both came swiftly
sike to a pair of loving tortle doves,
Chat could not live asunder day or night
After that things are set in order here,
Ve'll follow them with all the poter ve bere

Mess. All hajl, my lords! Which of this photo

all ye the warlike Talbot, for his set
o much applauded through the realm of Is
Tel. Here is the Talbot; who would speak

Mess. The virtuous lady, countes of Ame.
lith modesty admiring thy remova,
y me intreats, good lord, the u wouldest radio

visit her poor castle where she lies t; hat she may boast, she hath be held them hose glory fills the world with load remar Bur. Is it even so f Nay, then, I see

, OU TE in tarn unto a peaceful comic sport, 'ben ladies crave to be encounter it with u may not, my lord, despise her gentle se


363 And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs. Wor, Between two hawks, which flies the higher Alas! this is a child, a silly dwarf:

pitch, It cannot be, this weak aud writhled shrimp Between two dogs, which hath the deepor mouth, Should strike such terror to his enemies.

Between two blades, which bears the better temper, Tal. Madam, I have been bold to trouble yoù : Between two horses, which doth bear him best, But, since your ladyship is not at leisure,

Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye, I'll sort some other time to visit you.

I have, perhaps, some shallow spirit of judgment :
Count. What means he now-Go ask him whi- But in these nice sharp quillets of the law
ther he goes.

Good faith, I am wo wiser than a daw.
Mess. Stay, my lord Talbot; for my lady craves Plan. Tut, tut, here is a mannerly forbearance:
To know the cause of your abrupt departure. The truth appears so naked on my side,

Tab. Marry, for that she's in a wrong belid, That any purblind eye may find it out.
I go to certify her, Talbot's here.

Som. And on my side it is so well apparellid,

So clear, so shining, and so evident,
Re-enter Pottok, with Keys.

That it will glimmer through a blind man's eye.
Count. If thou be he, then art thoa prisonor. Plan. Since you are tonguc-tied, and so loath to
Tal. Prisoner ! To whom i

Count. To me, blood-thirsty lord;

In dumb significants proclaim your thoughts :
And for that cause I train'd thee to my house. Let him, that is a true-born gentleman,
Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me, And stands upon the honour of his birth,
For in my gallery thy picture hange :

If he suppose that I have pleaded truth,
But now the substance shall endure the like; From off this briar pluck a white rose with me.
And I will chain these legs and arms of thine, Sum. Let him that is no ceward, nor no flatterer
That hast by tyranny, these many years,

But dare maintain the party, of the truth,
Wasted our country, slain our citizens,

Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.
And sent our sons and husbands captivate.

War. I love no colours +1 and, without all co-
Tal. Ha, ha, ha!

Count. Laughest, thou, wretch i Thy mirth shall of base insinuating flattery,
turn to moan.

I pluck this white rose, with Plantagenet.
Tal. I laugh to see your ladyship so fond f, Suf. I pluck this red robe with young Somerset:
To think that you have aught but Talbot's shadow, And say withal, I think he held the right.
Whereon to practice your severity:

Vor. Stay, lords, and gentlemen ; and pluck no
Count. Why, art thou not the man

more, Tal. I am indeed.

Till you conclude that he, upon whose side
Count. Then have I substance too.

The fewest roses are cropp'd from the tree,
Tal. No, no, I am but shadow of myself: Shall.yield the other in the right opinion.
You are deceived, my sabstance is not here ; Som. Good máster Vernon, it is well objected t;
For what you see, is but the smallest part

If I have fewest, I gubscribe in silence.
And least proportion of humanity:

Plan. And I.
I tell you, nadam, were the whole frame here, Ver. Then, for the truth and plainness of the
It is of such a spacious lofty pitch,

Your roof were not sufficient to contain it.

I pluck this pale and maiden blossom here, Count. This is a riddling merchant for the noncet; Giving my verdict on the white rose side, He will be here, and yet he is not here :

Som. Prick not your finger as you pluck it off ; How can these contrarieties agrec

Lest, bleeding, you do paint the white rose red, Tal. That will I shew you presently.

And fåll on my side so against your will.

Ver. If I, my lord, for my opinion bleed, He winds a Horn.-Drums heard ; then a peal of Opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt, Ordnance.-7'ke Gates being forced, enter Soldiers. And keep me on the side where still 'I am. How say you, madam Are you now persuaded, Som. Well, well, come on : Who else! That Talbot is but shadow of himselft

Law. Unless my study and my books be false, These are his substance, sinews, arms, and strength, The argument you held was wrong in you ; With which he yoketh your rebellious necks ;

(to Somerset.
Razeth your cities, and subverts your towns, lo sign whereof, I pluck a white rose too.
And in a moment makes them desolate.

Plan. Now, Somerset, where is your argument?
Count. Victorious Talbot I pardon my abuse : Som. Here, in my scabbard ; meditating that,
I find thou art no less than fame hath braited , Shall die your white rose in a bloody red.
And more than may be gather'd by thy shape. Plan. Mean time, your cheeks do counterfeit
Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath;

our roses ;
For I am sorry, that with reverence

Por pale they look with fear, as witnessing
I did not entertain thee as thou art.

The truth on our side.
Tal. Be not dismay'd, fair lady; not misconsttue Som. No, Plantagenet,
The mind of Talbot, as you did mistake

'Tis not for fear ; but anger,-that thy cheeks The outward composition of his body.

Blush for pure shame, to counterfeit our roses ; What you have done, hath not offended me: And yet thy tongue will not confess thy error. No other satisfaction do I crave,

Plan. Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset ? But only (with your patience) that we may

Som. Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet : Taste of your wine, and see what cates you have ; Plan. Ay, sharp and piercing, to maintain his For soldiers' stomachs always serve them well.

truth ; Count. With all my heart; and think me honoured Whiles thy consuring canker eats his falsehood. To feast so great a warrior in my house. (Ereunt. Som. Well, r'n find friends to wear my bleeding

SCENE IV.-London.-The Temple Garden. That shall maintain what I have said is true,

Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen.
Enter the Earls of SOMERSET, Surroux, and WAR. Plan. Now, by this maiden blossom in my hand,
WICK, RICRARD PLANTAGENET, VERNOR, and I scorn thee and thy fashion, peevish boy.
another LAWYER.

Suf. Turn not thy scorns this way, Plantagenet. Plan. Great lords, and gentlemen, what means Plan. Proud Poole, I will; and scorn both him this silence 1

and thee. Dare no man answer in a case of truth i

Suf. I'll turn my part thereof into thy throat. Suf. Within the Temple hall we were too loud ; Som. Away, away, good William De-la-Poole / The garden bere is more convenient.

We grace the yeonian, by conversing with him. Plan. Then say at once, if I maintain'd the truth ; War. Now, by God's will, thou wrong'st him, SoOr, else, was wrangling Somerset in the error!

merset ;
Suf. 'Faith I have been a truant in the law ; His grand father was Lionel, duke of Clarence,
And never yet could frame my will to it;

Third son to the third Edward king of England ;
And, therefore, frame the law unto my will. Spring crestless yeomen 5 from so deep a root ?
Som. Judge you, my lord of Warwick, then be-
tween us.

i. c. Regulate his motions most adroitly.

+ Tints and deceits: a play on the word. • Wrinkled. + Foolish.

For a purpose.

Justly proposed. $ Announced loudly.

$i. e. l'hose who have no right to arms.


Tal. Ne'er trust me, then; kos, shea ind


Bed. No, truly; it is more than Debben

-uld not prevail with all their oratory, e hath a woman's kindness over-reled:d therefore tell her I retura great thanks; d in submission will attend on ber. ll not your honours bear me company! d I have heard it said, -Unbiddes gues

yhten welcomest when they are gate, rean to prove this lady's courtesy. ne hither, captain. (Thispers. You sens

my mind.

al. Well then, alone, since there's no

apt. I do, my lord; and mean scandal

SCENE III.-Autergne-Court tik lasten

Enter the COUNTESS and her PORTEL runt. Porter, remember what I gave in chat , when you have done so, bring die keys per ort. Madam, I will

unt. The plot is laid: if all things fall out all as famous be by this exploit,

cythian Thomyris by Cyrus' death, at is the rumour of this dreadful knight, his achievements of no less account: ive their censure of these rare reports

Enter MESSENGER end Talx01. SS. Madam, ording as your ladyship desired, Tessage crared, so is lord Talbot comes ss. Madam, it is.


would mine eyes be witness with mine as

unt. And he is welcome. What's the BE vnt. Is this the scourge of France is the Talbot, so much fear'dan with his name the motbers saill their le ught I should have seen some Harris

report is fabulous and false: cond Hector for his grim aspect

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Plan. He bears him on the place's privilege, But now the arbitrator of despairs,
Or durst noi, for his craven heart, say thus. Just death, kind suupire of men's miseries,
Som. By him that made me, I'll maintain my With sweet enlargement cloth dismiss me hence;

I wonid, his troubles likewise were expired,
On any plot of ground in Christendom:

That so he might recover what was lost.
Was nut thy fatiier, Richard, earl of Cambridge,
For treason executed in our late king's days?

And, by his treason, stand'st not thou attainted, 1 Keep. My lord, your loving nephew now is
Corrupted, and exempt + from ancient gentry?
His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood;

Mor. Richard Plantagenet, my friend? Is he
And, till thou le restored, thou art a yeoman.

Plan. My futher was attached, not attainted; Plan. Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly used,
Condemn'd to die for treason, but no traitor; Yoar nephew, late despised + Richard, comes.
And that i'll prove on better men than Somerset, Mor. Direct mine arms, I may embrace his neck
Were growing time once ripend to my will.

And in liis bogom spend iny Jatter gasp :
For your partaker $ Poole, and you yourself O, tell me, when my lips do touch his cheeks,
I'll note you in my buok of memory,

That I may kindly give one fainting kiss.-
To scourge you for this apprehension ý :

And now declare, sweet stem from York's great Look to it well; and say you are well warn'd.

stock, Sun. Ay, thou shalt tind us ready for thee still : Why didst thou say-of late thou wert despised ? And know us, by these colours, for thy focs;

Plan. First, lean thine aged back against mine
For these my friends, in spite of thee, shall wear.

Plan. And, by my soul, this pale and angry rose, / And, in that ease, I'll tell thee my disease .
As cognizance of my blood-drinking hate,

This day, in argument upon a case,
Will I for ever, and my faction, wear;

Some words there grew 'twixt Soinerset and me;
Tatil it wither with me to my grave,

Among which terms, he used his lavish tongue, Or Hourish to the height of my degree.

And did upbraid ine with my father's death; Suf. Go forward, and be choked with thy am- Which obloquy set bars before my tongue, bition !

Else with the like I had requited him :
And so farewell, until I meet thee next. [Erit. Therefore, good uucle--for my fother's sake,
Som. Have with thee, Povle.--Farewell, ambi.

In honour of a true Plantagenet,
tious Richard.

(Erit. And for alliance' sake,-declare the cause Plan. How I am braved, and must perforce en- My father, earl of Cambridge, lost his head. due it!

Mor. That cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd War. This blot, that they object against your

me, house,

And hath detain'd me, all my flowering youth,
Shall he wiped out in the next parliament,

Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine,
Call'd for the truce of Winchester and Gloster: Was cursed instrument of his decease.
And, it thou be not then created York,

Plan. Discover more at large what cause that
I will not lire to be accounted Warwick.

Mean time, in signal of my love to thee,

For I am ignorant, and cannot guess.
Against proud Somerset, and William Poole, Mor. I will; if that my lading breath permit,
Will I upon thy party Wear this rose :

And death approach not ere iny tale be done.
And here I prophecy, --This brawl to-day

Henry the fourth, grandfather to this king,
Grown to this faction, in the Temple garden, Deposed liis nephew Richard ; Edward's son,
Shall send, between the red rose and the white, The first-begotten, and the lawful heir
A thousand souls to death and deadly night. Of Edward king, the third of that descent:

Plan. Good master Vernon, I am bound to you, During whose reign, the Percies of the north,
That you on my behalf would pluck a flower. Finding his usurpation most unjust,

V'er. In your behalf still will I wear the same. Endeavour'd my advancement to the throne:
Law. And so will l.

The reason moved these warlike lords to this,
Plan. Thanks, gentle Sir.

Was-for that (young king Richard thus removed,
Come, let us four to dinner: I dare say,

Leaving no heir begotten of his body,)
This quarrel will drink blood another day. (Exeunt. I was the next by birth and parentage;

For by my mother I derived am
SCENE V.- The same, -A Room in the Tower. From Lionel duke of Clarence, the third son

To king Edward the third, whereas he,
Enter MORTIMER, brought in a Chair by tuo

From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree,

Being but fourth of that heroic line.
Mor. Kind keepers of my weak decaying age, But mark; as, in this haughty s great attempt
Let dying Mortimer here rest himself. -

They laboured to plant the rightful heir,
Even like a man new haled from the rack, I lost my liberty, and they their lives.
So fare my limbs with long imprisonment :

Long after this, when Henry the fifth,
And these grey locks, the pursuivants of death 1, Succeeding his father Bolingbroke,-did reign,
Nestor-like aged, in an age of care,

Thy father, earl of Cambridge,-then derived
Argue the end of Edward Mortimer.

From famous Edmund Langley, duke of York,
These eyes,-like lamps whose wasting oil is spent, Marrying my sister, that thy mother was,
Wax dim, as drawing to their exigent :

Again, in pity of my hard distress,
Weak shoulders, overhorne with burdening grief; Levied an ariny ; weening|| to redeem,
And pithless anns, like to a wither'd vine

And have install'd me in the diadem :
That droops his sapless branches to the ground:-- But, as the rest, so sell that noble earl,
Yet are these feet-whose strengthless stay is numb, And was beheaded. Thus the Mortimers,
Unable to support this lump ot clay,-

In whom the utle rested, were suppress'd. Swift-winged with desire to get a grave,

Plan. Ot which, my lord, your honour is the
As wilting I no other comfort have,

But tell me, keeper, will my nephew conie? Mor. True; and thou seest, that I no issne hare;

I keep. Richard Plantagenet, my lord, will come : And that my fainting words do warrant death :
We sent unto the Temple, to his chamber;

Thou art my heir; the rest, I wish thee gather:
And answer was return'd, that he will come. But yet be wary in thy studious care.

Mor. Enougb; my soul shall then be satisfied.- Plan, Thy grave admonishinents prevail with me:
Poor gentleman! his wrong doth equal mine. But yet, methinks, my father's execution
Since Henry Monmouth tirst began to reign, Was nothing less than bloody tyranny.
(Before whose glory I was great in arms,)

Mor. With silence, nephew, be thou politic;
This loathsome sequestration have I had;

Strong-fixed is the house of Lancaster,
And even since then hath Richard been obscured, And, like a mountain, not to be removed.
Deprived of honour and inheritance :

But now thy uncle is removing hence;

As princes do their courts, when they are cloy'd
The Temple, being a religious house, was a With long continuance in a settled place.
Escluried. Confederate. Opinion.

• i. e. He who terminates or concindes misery. The heralds that, 101e-running death, proclain + Lately.despised

l'neasiness, discontent its approach,

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