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* ΚΙ N G H EN RY
Basset, of ebe Red Rose, or Lancaster
CHARLIS, Dauphing and afterwards King of
REIGNIER, Duke of Anjou, and Titular King of
Duke of BURGUNDY.
Duke of ALENÇON.
Bafiard of ORLEANS.
Governor of PARIS.
Mafter-Gunner of ORLEANS. Bog, bis Sono
An Old Sbepberd, Father 10 Yuan la Pucelle.
MARGARET, daugbter to Reignier, and afterwards
Ceuntess of AUVERGNE.
JOAN LA PUCELLI, commonly called, Joan of
nant of the Tower. Lord Mayor of Lordon. Heaven, and setting up for the Championess of
Fiends, attending ber.
The SCENE is partly in England, and partly in France.
Brandith your crystal tresses in the sky;
And with them fcourge the bad revolting stars,
That have consented unto Henry's death!
Henry the fifth, too famous to live long !
Glo. England ne'er had a king, until his time.
Virtue he had, deserving to command : the Bishop of Winchester, and the Duke of So
His brandin'd sword did blind men with his beams;
His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings;
More dazzled and drove back his enemies,
Mr. Theobald observes, that the historical transactions contained in this play, take in the com-
many other transgredions against history, as far as the order of time is concerned. Indeed, though there are several malter-ttrokes in these three plays, which inconte ditably betray the tvorkmanship of Shakspeare; yet I am almost doubtful, whether they were entirely of his writing. And unless they were wroie by him very early, I thould rather imagine them to have been brought to him as a director of the stage ; and fo have received some finishing beauties at his hand. An accurate observer will easily fee, the diction of them is more obfolete, and the gumbers more mean and profaical, than in the generality of his genuine compositions."
What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech : Among the soldiers this is muttered,
That here you maintain several factions;
You are disputing of your generals. * Henry is dead, and never shall revive :
5 One would have ling’ring wars, with little costs Upon a wooden coffin we attend;
Another would fly swift, but wanteth wings ;
A third man thinks, without expence at all,
By guileful fair words peace may be obtain’d.
Awake, awake, Englith nobility;
Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms;
of England's coat one half is cut away. Conjurers and sorcerers, that, afraid of him,
Exe. Were our tears wanting to this funeral, By magic verses have contriv'd his end?
These tidings would call forth their flowing tides.
Away with these disgraceful wailing robes !
Enter to them anet ber Messenger.
2 Mej. Lords, view these letters, full of bad His thread of life had not so roon decay'd:
The bastard of Orleans with him is join'd;
Glo. Name not religion, for thou lov'st the flesh;300, whither shall we fly from this reproach? [him!
Bedford, if thou be Nack, I'll fight it out.
Wherewith already France is over-run.
Enter a tbird Mefjenger.
3 Mej: My gracious lords,--to add to your laWhen at their mothers' moist eyes babes shall suck;
Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French.
Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't fo? Combat with adverse planets in the heavens !
3 Mej: 0, no; wherein lord Talbot was o'erA far more glorious star thy soul will make, 45
thrown : Than Julius Cæsar, or bright
The circumstance I'll tell you more at large.
The tenth of August last, this dreadful lord,
Having full scarce 3 fix thousand in his troop,
50 By three and twenty thousand of the French Guienne, Champaigne, Rheims, Orleans,
Was round encompassed and set upon :
No leisure had he to enrank his men;
Instead whereof, sharp stakes, pluck'd out of hedges,
Glo. Is Paris loft? is Roan yielded up? More than three hours the fight continued;
[money. Here, there, and every where, enrag'd he flew : Mej. No treachery; but want of men and |The French exclaim'd, The devil was in arms;
1 Nourish here fignifies a murse. 2 1. e. their miseries which have had only a short intermiffion from Henry the Fifth's death to my coming amongst them. 3 i.e. scarcely.
All the whole army stood agaz'd on him: So in the earth, to this day is not known :
Late, did he line upon the English lide;
Now we are victors, upon us he smiles. And ruth'd into the bowels of the battle.
What towns of any moment, but we have ? Here had the conquest fully been seal'd up, 5 At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans; If Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the coward : Otherwhiles, the famish'd English, like palc ghosts, He being in the vaward' (plac'd behind,
Faintly beliege us one hour in a month. With purpose to relieve and follow them)
Alen. They want their porridge, and their fat Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke.
bull-beeves : Hence grew the general wreck and massacre ; 10 Either they must be dieted, like mules, Enclosed were they with their enemies :
And have their provender ty'd to their mouths, A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace, Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice. Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back;
Reig. Let's raise the fiege; Why live we idly here?
Bed. Is Talbot Nain? then I will lay myself, And he may well in fretting (pend his gall,
Nor men, 'nor money, bath he to make war. Whiut such a worthy leader, wanting aid,
Char. Sound, found alarum; we will rush on Unto his daftard foe-men is betray'd.
them. 3 M.]. O no, he lives; but is took prisoner, 20 Now for the honour of the forlorn French :And lord Scales with him, and lord Hungerford : Him I forgive my death, that killeth me, Most of the rest Naughter'd, or took, likewise. When he sees me go back one foot, or fly. [Excunt.
Bed. His ransom there is none but I shall pay : [Here alaruni, they are beaten back by tbe English, I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne,
with great loss. His crown thall be the ransom of my friend; 251 Re-enter Charles, Alençora and Reignier. Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours. Cbar. Who ever saw the like? what men have Farewel, my masters; to my talk will I;
[Aled, Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make, Dogs! cowards ! daftards I would ne'er have To keep our great Saint George's feast withal : But that they left me 'midst my enemies. Ten thousand foldiers with me I will take, 30 Reig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide ; Whole bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake. He fighteth as one weary of his life.
3 Mcff. So you had need; for Orleans is besieg'd; The other lords, like lions wanting food, The Englith army is grown weak and faint : Do rush upon us as their hungry prey. The earl of Salisbury craveth supply;
Alen, Froisard, a countryman of ours, records, And hardly keeps his men from mutiny, 35 England all Olivers and Rowlands 2 bred, Since they, so few, watch such a multitude. During the time Edward the third did reign. Exe. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry More truly now may this be verified; sworn ;
For none but Sampsons, and Goliaffes, Either to quell the Dauphin utterly,
It fendeth forth to ikirmish. One to ten!
Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave, They had such courage and audacity ?
[Exit. Char. Let's leave this town; for they are hairGle. I'll to the Tower with all the haste I can,
brain'd naves, To view the artillery and munition ;
And hunger will enforce them to be more eager : And then I will proclaim young Henry king. [Exit. 45 of old I know them; rather with their teeth
Exe. To Eltham will I, where the young king is, The walls they'll tear down, than forsake the ficge. Being ordain'd his special governor;
Rrig. I think, b; some odd gimmals 3 or device, And for his safety there I'll best advise. [Exit. Their arms are fet, like clocks, still to strike on;
Win, Each hath his place and function to attend : Else they could ne'er hold out so, as they do. I am left out; for me nothing remains.
50 By my consent, we'll e'en let them alone. But long I will not be Jack-out-of-office;
Alen. Be it fo. The king from Eltham I intend to send,
Enter the Daftard of Orleans. And fit at chiefest stern of public weal.
[Exit. Baft. Where's the prince Dauphin? I have SCENE II.
news for him. Before Orleans in France,
55 Dau. Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us. Enter Charles, Alençoni, and Reignier, marching with B.J. Methinks, your looks are sad, your chear + a Drum and Soldiers.
appallid; Cbar. Mars his true moving, even as in the Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence ? heavens,
Be not dismay'd, for succour is at hand : Ti.e. the back part of the van or front.
2 These were two of the most famous in the list of Charlemagne's twelve peers; and their exploits are render'd lo ridiculously and equally extravagant by the old romancers, that from thence arose that saying amongst our plain and sensible ancestors, of giving eme a Rowland for bis Oliver, to fignify the matching one incredible lye with another; or, as in the modern acceptation of the proverb, to give a parlen as guod a one as he brings. 3 A gimmul is a piece of jointed work, where one piece moves within another, whence it is taken at large for an engine. 16 is now vulgarly called a gimcrack. 4 Chear is countenance, appearance.
A holy maid hither with me I bring,
Dau. Then come of God's name, I fear no woWhich, by a vision sent to her from heaven, Ordained is to raise this tedious fiege,
Pucel. And, while I live, I'll never fy no man. And drive the English forth the bounds of France. [Here they fight, and Jean la Pucelle overcomes. The spirit of deep prophecy Me hath,
5 Dau. Stay, itay thy hands; thou art an Amazon, Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome;
And fightest with the sword of Debora. What's past, and what's to come, she can descry. Pucel. Christ's mother helps me, else I were too Speak, shall I call her in ? Believe my 2 words,
[help me; For they are certain and unfallible.
Dau. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must Daw. Go, call her in: But first, to try her skill, 10 impatiently I burn with thy desire; Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place : My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu'd. Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern ; Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so, By this means shall we found what skill Me hath. Let me thy servant, and not sovereign, be; Enter y an la Pucelle.
[Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus. Rrig. Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wond'rous 15 Pucel. I must not yield to any rites of love, feats?
[me? For my profession's sacred from above :
Dau, Mean time, look gracious on thy prostrate Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me :
thrall. In private will I talk with thee apart;
Reig. My lord, methinks, is very long in talk. Stand back, you lords, and give us leave awhile. Alen. Doubtless, he Thrives this woman to her Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first dash.
smock; Pucel. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech. daughter,
251 Reig. Shall we disturb him, since he keeps no My wit untraind in any kind of art.
mean? Heaven, and our Lady gracious, hath it pleas'd Alen. He may mean more than we poor men do To thine on my contemptible estate :
(tongues. Lo, whilft I waited on my tender lambs,
These women are Mrewd tempters with their And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks, 130 Reig. My lord, where are you? what devise God's mother deigned to appear to me; And, in a vision full of majesty,
Shall we give over Orleans, or no? Will'd me to leave my base vocation,
Pucel. Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants ! And free my country from calamity :
Fight 'till the last gasp; I will be your guard. Her aid the promis'd, and assur'd success :
Dax. What she says, I'll confirm; we'll fight In compleat glory Me reveal'd herself;
it out. And, whereas I was black and swart before,
Pucel. Aflign'd I am to be the English scourge. With those clear rays which me infus'd on me, This night the fiege assuredly I'll raise : That beauty am I blest with, which you see. Expect Saint Martin's summer 3, halcyon days, Ask me what question thou canst possible, 140 Since I have enter'd thus into these wars. And I will answer unpremeditated :
Glory is like a circle in the water, My courage try by combat, if thou dar'ft,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex. 'Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought. Resolve on this: Thou shalt be fortunate,
With Henry's death the English circle ends; If thou receive me for thy warlike mate. 45 Dispersed are the glories it included. Dau. Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high Now am I like that proud insulting thip, terms:
Which Cæfar and his fortune bare at once. Only this proof I'll of thy valour make,
Dau. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove 4 ? In fingle combat thou thalt buckle with me; Thou with an eagle art inspired then. And, if thou vanquilheft, thy words are true ; 50 Helen, the mother of great Constantine, Otherwise, I renounce all confidence.
Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters 5, were like thee. Pucel. I am prepar'd: here is my keen-edg'd Bright star of Venus, fall’n down on the earth, sword,
How may 1 reverently worship thec enough? Deck'd with fine flower-de-luces on each side; Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the fiege. The which, at Touraine in Saint Katharine's church-55 Reig. Woman, do what thou canst to save our yard,
honours; Out of a deal of old iron I chose forth.
Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd.
I There were no nine fobiy's of Rome ! but our author confounds things, and mistakes this for the nine books of Sibylline oracles, brought to one of the Tarquins. 2 li should be read, believe ber words. 3 That is, expect prosperity after misfurrune, like fair weather at Martlemas, after winter has begun. 4 Mahomet had a dove, which he used to feed with wheat out of his ear; which dove, whea it was hungry, lighted on Mahomet's shoulder, and thrust its bill in to find it's breakfait; Mahoma! persuading the rude and simple Arabians, that it was the Holy Ghost that gave him advice. 5 Meaning, the four daughters of Philip mentioned in the Arts.
Dez. Presently we'll try :-Come, let's away Gl. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator ; about it :
Thou, that contriv'dft to murder our dead lord; No prophet will I trust, if the prove false. Thou, that giv'it whores indulgences to sin + :
[Exeunt. I'll canvass thee in thy broad cardinal's hat, SCENE III.
5 If thou proceed in this thy insolence. (foot:
Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a
This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain",
To nay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt.
I'll use, to carry thee out of this place. [face. Where be these warders, that they wait not here? Win. Do what thou dar'st; I beard thee to thy Open the gates : it is Glofter that calls.
Gl. What? am I dar'd, and bearded to my i Ward. Who's there, that knocketh so im Draw, men, for all this privileged place ; [face? periously?
15 Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware thy 1 Man. It is the noble duke of Glofter. 2 Ward. Whoe'er he be, you may not be let in. I mean to tug it, and to cuff you foundly : 1 Man. Villains, answer you so the lord pro Under my feet I'll stamp thy cardinal's hat ; tector?
In spite of pope, or dignities of church, 1 Ward. The Lord protect him! so we 20 Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down. answer him :
Win. Glofter, thou'lt answer this before the pope. We do no otherwise than we are willid.
Glo. Winchester goose ! I cry- A rope! a. Gls. Who will'd you ? or whose will ftands,
[stay' but mine?
Now beat them hence, Why do you let them There's none protector of the realm, but I..
Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in Theep's array.-Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize : Out, tawny-coats !-out, scarlet hypocrite ! Shall I be flou ted thus by dunghill grooms ? Here Glofter's Men beat cut ibe Cardinal's ; and enter Glfter's Men rush at the Tuwer-Gates, and Woodvile, in the burly-burly, the Mayor of London and bis ibe Licutenant, speaks wirbin.
Officers. Wod. What noise is this? what traitors have 30 Mayor. Fie, lords ! that you, being supreme we here?
magistrates, Gla. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I hear? Thus contumeliously should break the peace ! Open the gates; here's Gloster, that would enter. Glo. Peace, mayor; for thou know'rt little of Wood. Have patience, noble duke; I may not
my wrongs : open;
35 Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king, The cardinal of Winchester forbids :
Hath here diftrain'd the Tower to his use. From him I have express commandement,
Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens ; That thou, nor none of thine, shall be let in. [me? One that ftill motions war, and never peace,
Gh. Faint-hearted Woodvile, prizeft him 'fore O'er-charging your free purses with large fines;
And would have armour here out of the Tower, Thou art no friend to God, or to the king : To crown himself king, and suppress the prince. Open the gates, or I'll jut thee out Tortly.
Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but Serv. Open the gates there to the lord protector; 45
(Here they firmish again. We'll burit them open, if that you come not Mayor. Nought rests for me, in this túmulty. quickly.
ous strife, Enter to the Protector, at the Torver-Gates, Win But to make open proclamation : cbefter and bis men in satuny coats ?.
Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst. Win. How now, ambitious Humphry? what 500f. All manner of men, assembled bere in arms ebis day, means this?
agains God's peoce and she king's, we charge and Gl. Pield 3 priest, dost thou command me to comunand you, in bis higbness' name, to repair to be shut out?
your fevcral dwelling places; and not wear, Wi. I do, thou most usurping proditor,
bandle, cr ufi, any sword, weapon, or daggery And not protector of the king or realm. 551 bencefirward, upon pain of death.
Conveyance means tbeft. 2 A lawny coat was the dress of the officer whose business it was to fummon offenders to an ecclefiaftical court. These are the proper attendants therefore on the bithop of Winchester. 3 Alluding to his Thaven crown. In Weever's Funeral Monuments, p. 154, Robert Baldocke, bishop of London, is called a peeled priest, pilide clerk, seemingly in allution to his Niven Crown alone. So, bald-bead was a term of scorn and mockery. 4 The public news were formerly under the diftri&t of the bishop of Winchester. 5 This means, I believe, I'll tumble ibee into thy great bas, and fbake ibee, as bran and meal are smaken in a fieve. 6 Maundrel, in his Travels, says, that about four miles from Damascus is a high hill, reported to be the same on which Cain Dew his brother Abel. ? A Arumpet, or the consequences of her love, was a Winchester goofe. NO2