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Oar nation's terror, and their bloody scourge! This seven years did not Talbot see his son ;
And now they meet where both their lives are
done. For, I protest, we are well fortified,
York. Alas! what joy shall noble Talbot have,
To bid his young son welcome to his grave
But curse the cause I cannot aid the man.-
(Exit. And pale destruction meets thee in the face.
Lucy. Thus while the vulture of sedition
Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss
The conquest of our scarce-cold conqueror,
Henry the fifth :-Whiles they each other cross,
Lives, honours, lands, and all, hurry to loss. (Ezit.
SCENE IV.-Other Plains of Gascony.
Enter SOMERSET, with his Forces, an OFFICER of
TALBOT's with him.
[Drum afar off. This expedition was by York, and Talbot,
Might with a sally of the very town
Be backled with : the over-daring Talbot
Hath sullied all his gloss of foriner honour,
By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure: 0, negligent and heedless discipline
That, Talbot dead, great York might bear the name.
Off. Here is Sir William Lucy, who with me
Set from our o'er-match'd forces forth for aid.
Enter Sir WILLIAM Lucy.
Som. How now, Sir William ? Whither were you
sent! Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel, Lucy. Whither, my lord ? From bought and sold And make the cowards stand aloof at bay:
Who, ring'd about with bold adversity,
Drops bloody sweat from his war-wearied limbs,
And, in advantage ling'ring, looks for rescue,
You, his false hopes, the trust of England's honour,
Keep off aloof with worthless emulation.
Mess. They are return'd, my lord ; and give it out, while he, renowned noble gentleman,
Orleans the Bastard, Charles, and Burgundy,
Alençon, Reignier, compass him about,
Swearing, that you with bold his levied lost,
Som. York lies; he might have sent and had the
I owe him little duty, and less love;
And take foul scorn, to fawn on him by sending,
Lucy. The fraud of England, not the force of
Hath now entrapp'd the noble-minded Talbot: Lucy. Thou princely leader of our English Never to England shall he bear his life ; strength,
Bot dies, betray'd to fortune by your strife. Never so needful on the earth of France,
Som. Come, go; I will dispatch the horsemen Spur to the rescue of the noble Talbot ;
Within six hours they will be at his aid.
Lucy. Too late comes rescue; he is ta'en, or slain:
York. O God! that Somerset-who in proud heart Som. If he be dead, brave Talbot then adieu !
Enter Talbot and John his Son.
ing John Talbot ! I did send for thee, We mourn, France smiles; we lose, they daily get; To tutor ihee in stratagems of war; All 'long of this vile traitor Somerset.
That Tal' ol's name might be in thee revived, Lucy. Then, God lake mercy on brave Talbot's When sapless age, and weak unable limbs, soul!
Should bring thy father to his drooping chair.
• Expended, consumed.
A rascal deer is the term of chase for lean decr. I i. e. From one utterly ruined by the treacher. $ Spies.
| Vanquished, beflied, ous practices of others.
This seven years did not falbeneste bye
Vanne, Blois, Puictiers, and Tour It wat in
Lucy. Thas while the ruite en
SCEVE IT.-Other Plass of Germany
TALBOT's with dia.
Thai, Taibot dead, grral Fork inte
09. Here is Sir William Luer, sse !
Enter Sir Willia Locr.
Now thon art come unto a feast of death,
Came in strong rescue. Speak, thy father's care ;
Art not thou weary, John How dost thou fare?
Now thou art seal'd the son of chivalry?
Fly, to revenge my death, when I am dead;
To hazard all our lives in one small boal.
If I to-day die not with Frenchmen's rage,
Tomorrow I shall die with mickie age :
By me they nothing gain, an if I stay,
John. The sword of Orieans hath not made me
smart, Flight cannot stain the honour you have won ; These words of yours draw life-blood from my But mine it will, that no exploit have done :
heart: You fled for 'vantage, every one will swear ;
On that advantage, bought with such a shamo, But, if I bow, they'll say-it was for fear.
(To save a paltry life, and slay bright fame,) There is no hope that ever I will stay,
Before young Talbot from old Talbol fly,
The coward horse, that bears me, fail and die !
And like me to the peasant boys of France ; Rather than life preserved with infamy:
To be shame's scorn, and subject of mischance!
And if I fly, I am not Talbot's son:
If son to Talbot, die at Talbot's foot.
Tal. Then follow thou thy desperate sire of Crete,
(Ereuni. Jose it.
SCENE VII.-- Another Part of the same. John. Yes, your renowned name; Shall flight abuse it?
Alarums : Excursions.-Enter Talbot wounded, Tal. Thy father's charge shall clear thee from
supported by a SERVANT. that stain.
Tal. Where is my other life ?- Mine own is gonoi John. You cannot witness for me, being slain. 0, where's young Talbot? Where is valiant John ! If death be so apparent, then both Ny.
Triumphant death, smear'd with captivity •! Tal. And leave my followers here, to fight, and Young Talbot's valour makes me smile ai thee:die?
When he perceived me shrink, and on niy kuce, My age was never tainted with such shame.
His bloody sword he brandish'd over me, John. And shall my youth be guilty of such And, like a hungry lion, did commence blame?
Rough deeds of rage, and stern impatience ;
But when my angry guardant stood alovo
Tendering my ruin t, and assail'd of none,
Dizzy-eyed fury, and great rage of heart,
Suddenly made him from my side to start
Into the clustering battle of the French :
And in that sea of blood my boy did drench
His overmounting spirit; and there died
My Icarus, my blossom, in his pride.
Enter Soldiers, bearing the Body of Joan TALBOT. SCENE VI.--A Field of Battle.
Serv. O my dear lord ! Lo, where your son is
borne! Alarum : Excursions, wherein TALBOT's Son is
Tal. Thou antic death, which laugh'st us here hemmed about, and TALBOT rescues him.
Coupled in bonds of perpetuity,
Two Talbots, winged through the lither* sky,
In thy despite, shall 'scape mortality -
Speak to thy father, ere thou yield thy breath :
Imagine him a Frenchman, and thy foe.-
Poor boy! he smiles, methinks; as who should
sayTai. When from the Dauphin's crest thy sword Had death been French, then death had died tostruck fire,
day. It warm'd thy father's heart with proud desire Come, come, and lay him in his father's arms; Of bold-faced victory. Then leaden age,
My spirit can no longer bear these harms. Quicken'd with youthful spleen, and warlike rage, Soldiers, adieu! I have what I would have, Beat down Alençon, Orleans, Bugundy,
Now my old arms are young John Talbot's grave. And from the pride of Gallia rescued thee.
(Dies. The ireful bastard Orleans that drew blood
Alarums.-Ereunt SOLDIERS and SBRVANT, leci ing
the two Bodies.-Enter CHARLES, ALENÇON, BUBAnd, interchanging blows, I quickly shed
GUNDY, BASTARD, LA PUCELLE, and Forces. Some of his bastard blood ; and, in disgrace,
Char. Had York and Somerset brought rescue in. Bespoke him thus : Contaminated, base,
We should have found a bloody day of this. And misbegotten blood I spill of thine,
Bast. Ilow the young whelp or Talbot's, raging: Mean and right poor ; for that pure blood of mine,
wood ģ, Which thou didsi force from Talbot, my brave boy:- Did flesh his puny sword in Frenchmen's blood ! Here, purposing the Bastard to destroy,
• Death stained and dishonoured with capuvity • For unavoidable.
Watching me with tenderpes in my tali. Your care of your own safely. 1 Ended. Flexible, yielding.
Drops bloody sweat froin his 26528
You, his false hopes, the trust of E:22
And, in adräntage Vingring, 1 niko for texta
The levied succours that she'rlile
And Talbot perisheth by your detae.L
Sun. York set him ou, York sboald !
Lucy. And York as fast ape rouren Swearing, that you withheld bis lerned lax S. York Jies, he might hare sex241
Collected for this expedition
owe him little duty, and less lose;
ever to England shall he bear it
and take foul scorn, to fawn o bira bren's
Lucy. The fraud of England, not the 2017 ath now entrarp d the noble minded Sot dies, betray's to fortune bo
Som. Come, go; I will dispatch the he Sithin six hour they will be at id,
Lucy. Too late comes resue, he
Fnter TALBOT and Jogy kis hele
Tel. O joung John Talbot! I did andre
Intor thee in strata. Cms of sal, hat lol's name might be in the form hen sapless aze, and weak week Bould bring thy father in hd 21,- malignant and ill-bodine u
Aliuding to the tale of Propeller Sir. From one utterly ruined by the
mractices of others.
Puc. Once I encounter'd him, and thus I said, K. Hen. Ay, marry, uncle; for I always thought,
That such immanity and bloody strife
Glo. Beside, my lord,--the sooner to effect, So, rushing in the bowels of the French,
And surer bind this knot of amity, He left me proudly, as unworthy fight.
The earl of Armagnac-near knit to Charles, Bur. Doubtless, he would have made a noble A man of great authority in France, knight :
Proffers his only daughter to your grace See, where he lies inhersed in the arms
In marriage, with a large and sumptuous dowry. Of the most bloody nurser of his harms.
K. Hen. Marriage, uncle! Alas! my years are Bast. Hew them to pieces, hack their bones
young ; asunder;
And fitter is my study and my books, Whose life was England's glory, Gallia's wonder. Than wanton dalliance with a paramour. Chur. O, no; forbear: for that which we have Yet, call the ambassadors; and, as you please, Aed
So let them have their answers every one: During the life, let us not wrong it dead.
I shall be well content with any choice, Enter Sir WILLIAM Lucy, attended ; a French He. Tends to God's glory, and my country's weal. rald preceding.
Enter a LECATE, and two AMBASSADORS, with WIN Lucy. Herald, Conduct me to the Dauphin's tent; to know
CHESTER, ir a Cardinals Habit. Who hath obtai'd the glory of the day.
Ere. What! is my lord of Winchester installid,
Henry the fifth did sometime prophesy,–
He'll make his cap co-equal with the crown.
K. Hen. My lords ambassadors, your several suits Char. For prisoners ask’st thou? Hell oar prison Have been consider'd and debated on. is.
Your purpose is both good and reasonable : Bút tell me whom thon seek'st.
And, therefore, are we certainly resolved Luc. Where is the great Alcides of the field,
To draw conditions of friendly peace; Valiant lord Talbot, earl of Shrewsbury ?
Which, by my lord of Winchester, we mean Created, for his rare success in arms,
Shall be transported presently to France. Great earl of Washford, Waterford, and Valence ;
Glo. And for the proifer of my lord your master,Lord Talbot of Goodrig and Urchintield,
I have inform'd his bighness so at large, Lord Strange of Blackniere, lord Verdun of Alton, As-liking of the lady's virtuous gifts, Lord Cromwell of Wingtield, lord Furnival of Her beauty, and the value of her dower,Sheffield,
He doth intend she shall be England's queen. The thrice victorious lord of Falconbridge;
K. Hen. In argument and proofs of which contract, Knight of the noble order of Saint George, Bear her this jewel, (?o the Amb.) pledge of my Worthy Saint Michael, and the golden fieece;
affection. Great mareshal to Henry the sixth,
And so, my lord protector, see them guarded, Of all his wars within the realm of France ? And safely brought to Dover; where, inshipp'd, Puc. Here is a silly stately style, indeed!
Commit them to the fortune of the sea. The Turk, that two and tiity kingdoms hath,
(Exeunt King Henry and Train; Gloster, Writes not so tedious a style as this.
Ereter, and Ambassadors. Him, that thou magnitiest with all these titles, Win. Stay, my lord legate ; you shall first reSuinking, and fly-blown, lies here at our teet.
ceive Lucy." Is Talbot slain; the Frenchmau's only The sum of money, which I promised scourge,
Should be deliver's to his holiness Your kingdom's terror and black Nemesis ? For clothing me in these grave ornaments. 0, were mine eye-balls into bullets turn'd,
Leg. I will attend upon your lordship's leisure. That I, in rage, might shoot them at your faces! Win. Now, Winchester will not submit, I trow, 0, that I could but call these dead to life!
Or be inferior to the proudest peer. It were enough to fright the realm of France ; Humphrey of Gloster, thou shalt well perceive, Were but his picture left among you here, That, neither in birth, or for authority, It would amaze + the proudest of you all.
The bishop will be overborne by thee: Give me their bodies; that I may bear them hence, I'll either make thee stoop, and bend thy knee, And give them burial as beseems their worth. Or sack this country with a mutiny. (Ereunt.
Puc. I think this apstart is old Talbot's ghost, He speaks with such a proud commanding spirit.
SCENE II.-France.- Plains in Anjou. Por God's sake, let him have 'em ; to keep them here,
Enter CHARLES, BURGUNDY, ALENÇON, LA Po. They would bnt stink, and putrify the air.
CELLE, and Forces, marching. Char. Go, take their bodies hence.
Char. These news, my lords, may cheer our droopLucy. I'll bear them hence :
ing spirits : But from their ashes shall be rear'd
'Tis said, the stont Parisians do revolt, A phenix that shall make all France afcard. And turn again into the warlike French. Char. So we be rid of them, do with them what Alen. Then march to Paris, royal Charles of thou wilt.
France, And now to Paris, in this conquering vein; And keep not back your powers in dalliance. All will be ours, now bloody Talbot's slain.
Puc. Peace be aniongst them, if they turn to us;
Exeunt. Else, ruin combat with their palaces !
Enter a MESSENGER.
Mess. Success unto our valiant general,
And happiness to his accomplices 1 Entär King HENRY, GLOSTER, and EXETER.
Char. What tidings send our scouts ? I pr'ythee, K. Hen. Have you perused the letters from the
Mess. The English army, that divided was The emperor, and the earl of Armagnac ?
Into two parts, is now conjoin'd in one ; Glo. I havé, my lord ; and their intent is this,- And means to give you baitle presently. They humbly sue unto your excellence,
Char. Somewhat too sudden, Sirs, the warning is ; To have a godly peace concluded of,
But we will presently provide for them. Between the realms of England and of France. Bur. I trust, the ghost of Talbot is not there;
K. Ien. How doth your grace affect their motion? Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear.
Glo. Well, my good lord ; and as the only means Puc. Of all base passious, fear is most accursed :To stop effusion of our Christian blood,
Comuand the conquest, Charles, it shall be thuine ; And 'stablish quietness on every side.
Let llenry fret, and all the world repine. • Wanton. + Confound.
Char. Then on, my lords; and France be fortu., 9, stay I have no power to let her pass ;
(Ezit. My hand would free her, but my heart says-n0.
As plays the sun upon the glassy streams,
So seems this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes.
Fain would I woo her, yet I dare not speak : Puc. The regent conquers, and the Frenchmen I'll call for pen and ink, and write my mind : fy
Fie, De la Poolel Disable not thyself; Now help ye charming spells, and periapts * ; Hast not a tongue ? Is she not here thy prisoner? And ye choice spirits that admonish me,
Wilt thou be daunted at a woman's sight? And give me signs of future accidents ! [Thunder. Ay; beauty's princely majesty is such, You speedy helpers, that are substitutes
Confounds the tongue, and makes the senses rough. Under the lordly monarch of the north t,
Mar. Say, earl of Suffolk,-if thy name be so-, Appear, and aid me in this enterprize!
What ransome must I pay before I pass ?
For, I perceive, I am thy prisoner.
Suf. How canst thou tell, she will deny thy sait, This speedy quick appearance argues proof
Before thou make a trial of her love? (Aside. of your accustom'd diligence to me.
Mar. Why speak'st thou not? What ransomne must Now, ye familiar spirits, that are cull'd
I pay ! Out of the powerful regions under earth,
Suf. She's beautiful; and therefore to be woo'd: Help me this once, that France may get the field. She is a woman : therefore to be won. [They walk about, and speak not.
Mar. Wilt thou accept of rapsome, yea, or no ? 0, hold me not with silence over-long!
Suf. Fond man ! remember, that thou hast a wife: Where I was wont to feed you with my blood, Then how can Margaret be thy paramour ? (Aside. I'll lop a member off, and give it you,
Mar. I were best leave him, for he will not hear. In earnest of a further benefit ;
Suf. There all is marr'd; there lies a cooling card. So you do condescend to help me now.
Mur. He talks at random, sure the man is mad, (They hang their Heads. No hope to have redress ?-My body shall
Suf. And yet a dispensation may be had.
Mar. And yet I would that you would answer me. Pay recompense, if you will grant my suit.
Suf. I'll win this lady Margaret. For whom? (They shake their Heads. Why, for my king : Tush! that's a wooden thing t. Cannot my body, nor blood-sacrifice,
Mar. He ialks of wood : it is some carpenter. Entreat you to your wonted furtherance ?
Suf. Yet so my fancy t may be satisfied, Then take my soul; my body, soul, and all,
And peace established between these realms. Before that England give the French the foil.
But there remains a scruple in that too :
[They depart. For though her father be the king of Naples, See! they forsake me. Now the time is come,
Duke of Anjou and Maine, yet is he poor,
And our nobility will scorn the match. [Aside.
Mar. Hear ye, captain ? Are you not at leisure ? My ancient incantations are too weak,
Suf. It shall be so, disdain they ne'er so much : And hell too strong for me to buckle with: Now, France, thy glory droopeth to the dust. [Erit. Madam, I have a 'secret to reveal.
Henry is youthful, and will quickly yield. Alarums.- Enter French and English fighting.-LA
Mar. What though I be enthrall'd? He seems a PUCELLE and YORK fight Hand to Hand.-LA
And will not any way dishonour me.
Suf. Lady, vouchsafe to listen what I say. York. Damsel of France, I think, I have you Mar. Perhaps, I shall be rescued by the French; fast;
And then I need not crave his courtesy. (Aside. Unchain your spirits now with spelling charms, Suf. Sweet madam, give me hearing in a cause, And try if they can gain your liberty.
Mar. Tush ! women have been captivate ere A goodly prize, fit for the devil's grace!
(Aside. See, how the ugly witch doth bend her brows, Suf. Lady, wherefore talk you so ? As if, with Circe, she would change my shape. Mar. I cry you mercy, 'lis but quid for quo. Puc. Changed to a worser shape thou canst not bt. Suf. Say, gentle princess, would you not suppose
York. 0, Charles the Dauphin is a proper man ; Your bondage happy, to be made a queen ? No shape but his can please your dainty eye. Mar. To be a queen in bondage, is more vile, Puc. A plaguing mischief light on Charles, and Than is a slave in base servility; thee!
For princes should be free, And may ye both be suddenly surprized
Suf. And so shall you,
Suf. I'll undertake to make thee Henry's queen ;
(Ereunt. If thou wilt condescend to be my
Mar. What ?
Mar. I am unworthy to be Henry's wife.
Suf. No, gentle madam ; I unworthy am
To woo so fair a dame to be his wife, O fairest beauty, do not fear, nor fly;
And have no portion in the choice myself. For I will touch' thee but with reverent hands, How say you, madam; are you so content ? And lay them gently on thy tender side.
Mar. An if my father please, I am content. I kiss these fingers (Kissing her Hand.] for eternal Suf. Then call our captains, and our colours,
forth : peace : Who art thou ? Say, that I may honour thee. And, madam, at your father's castle walls Mar. Margaret my name; and daughter to a We'll crave a parley, to confer with him. king,
[Troops come forward The king of Naples, whosoe'er thou art.
A Parley sounded.--Enter REIGNIER, on the Walls. Suf. An earl I am, and Suffolk am I call'd. Suf. See, Regnier, see thy daughter, prisoner. Be not offended, nature's miracle,
Reig. To whom? Thou art allotted to be ta'en by me :
Suf. To me. So doth the swan her downy cygnets save,
Reig. Suffolk, what remedy? Keeping them prisoners underneath her wings I am a soldier ; and unapt to weep, Yet, if this servile usage once offend,
Or to exclaim on fortune's fickleness. Go, and be free again, as Suffolk's friend.
Suf. Yes, there is remedy enough, my lord : [She turns away as going Consent, and, (for thy honour, give consent,)
Thy daughter shall be wedded to ny king;
particular • 'Do not represent thyself so weak.' habitation of bad spirits.
Lower. + An awkward business, an undertaking not $ To ban is to curse.
likely to succeed.
Whom I with pain hare wood and won thereto; War. Graceless! wilt thou deny thy parentage!
York. This argues what her kind of life hath been;
Shep. Pie, Joan that thou wilt be so obstacle! Suf. Fair Margaret knows,
God knows, thou art & collop of my flesh;
And for thy sake have I shed many a tear:
Puc. Peasant, avaunt - You have suborn'd this (Exit from the Walls.
man, Suf. And here I will expect thy coming.
of purpose to obscure my noble birth.
Shep. 'Tis true, I
gave a boble to the priest,
The morn that I was wedded to her mother.
Suf. Thanks, Reignier, happy for so sweet a child, of thy nativity! I would the milk
Thy mother gave thee, when thou suck'dst her
Or else, when thou didst keep my lambs a-field,
I wish some ravenous wolf had eaten thee ! Enjoy inine own, the county Maine, and Anjou, Dost thou deny thy father, cursed drab ? Free from oppression, or the stroke of war,
0, burn her, buru her; hanging is too good. (Exil. My daughter shall be Henry's, it he please.
York. Take her away; for she hath lived too long,
To fill the world with vicious qualities.
Puc. First, let ine tell you whom you liare con-
But issued from the progeny of kings;
Virtuous, and lioly ; chosen from above,
To work exceeding miracles on earth.
I never had to do with wicked spirits :
Stain'd with the guiltless blood of innocents,
Corrupt, and tainted with a thousand vices, -
You judge it straight a thing impossible
To compass wonders, but by help of devils.
Chaste and immaculate in very thought ;
York. Ay, ay :-Away with her to execution.
War. And hark ye, Širs; because she is a maid,
Piace barrels of pitch upon the fatal stake, Suf. Words sweetly placed, and modestly di. That so her torture may be shortened. rected.
Puc. Will nothing turn your unrelenting hearts !
Then, Joan, discover thine infirmity ;
That warranteth by law to be thy privilege.-
Murder not then ibe fruit within my womb, Suf. And this withal.
(Kisses her. Although ye hale me to a violent death. Mar. That for thy self;-I will not so presume, York. Now heaven forefend! The holy maid To send such peevisn t tokens to a king.
with child? (Exeunt Reignier and Margaret. War. The greatest miracle that e'er ye wrought: Suf. O, wert thou for myself -But, Suffolk, stay ; Is all your strict preciseness come to this? Thou may'st not wander in that labyrinth;
York. She and the Dauphin have been juggling :
I did imagine what would be her refuge.
War. Well, go to; we will have no bastards live;
Especially, since Charles must father it.
Puc. You are deceived; my child is none of his;
It was Alençon that enjoy'd niy lore.
York. Alençon ! that notorious Machiavel!
(Erit. Puc. 0, give me leave, I have deluded you ; SCENE IV.-Camp of the Duke of York, in Anjou. But Reignier, king of Naples, that prevail'd.
'Twas neither Charles, nor yet the duke I named, Enter YORK, WARWICK, and others.
War. A married man! That's most intolerable.
York. Why, here's a girl! I think, she knows not York. Bring forth that sorceress, condemn'd to
There were so many, whom she may accuse. Enter La PUCELLI, guarded, and a SHEPHERD. War. It's sign she hath been liberal and free.
York. And yet, forsooth, she is a virgin pure
.. Shep. Ah, Joan ! this kills tby father's heart out. Strumpet, thy words condemn thy brat, and thee : right!
Use no entreaty, for it is in vain.
Puc. Then lead me hence ;-with whom I leave
Upon the country where you make abode!
But darkness and the gloomy shade of death
Environ you; till mischief, and despair,
(Erit guarded. not 50;
York. Break thou in pieces, and consume to ashes,
Thou foul accursed minister of hell!
• A corruption of obstinate.
"No, ve puisconceirers, se who mistake me anni : Wild,