The French exclaim'd, "The devil was in arms!"

All the whole army stood agaz'd on him.
His foldiers, spying his undaunted spirit,
A Talbot! Talbot! cried out amain,
And rufh'd into the bowels of the battle:
Here had the Conqueft fully been feal'd up,
If Sir John Faftolfe had not play'd the coward; 7
He being in the vaward, (plac'd behind,
With purpose to relieve and follow them)
Cowardly fled, not having ftruck one stroke.
Hence grew the gen'ral wreck and massacre;
Enclosed were they with their enemies;
A bafe Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace,
Thruft Talbot with a fpear into the back;
Whom all France with her chief affembled strength
Durst not presume to look once in the face.

Bed. Is Talbot flain? then I will flay myself,
For living idly here in pomp and ease;
Whilft fuch a worthy leader, wanting aid,
Unto his daftard foe-men is betray'd.

3 Meff. O no, he lives, but is took prifoner, And lord Scales with him, and lord Hungerford: Most of the reft slaughter'd, or took likewise.

Bed. His ranfom there is none but I fhall pay ;
I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne,
His Crown shall be the ransom of my friend.
Four of their Lords I'll change for one of ours.
Farewel, my mafters, to my talk will I;
Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make,
To keep our great St. George's feast withal.

7 If Sir John Faftolfe] Mr. Pope has taken Notice, "That Faltaff is here introduced "again, who was dead in Hen

ry V. the Occafion whereof "is that this Play was written "before Henry IV, or Henry V." But Sir John Faftolfe, (for fo he

VOL. IV.

is called) was a Lieutenant Ge neral, Deputy Regent to the Duke of Bedford in Normandy, and a Knight of the Garter: and not the Comick Character afterwards introduced by our Author. THEOBALD.

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Ten

Ten thousand foldiers with me I will take,
Whose bloody deeds fhall make all Europe quake.
3 Meff. So you had need, for Orleans is befieg'd,
The English army is grown weak and faint,
The Earl of Salisbury craveth fupply,

And hardly keeps his men from mutiny,
Since they fo few watch fuch a multitude.

Exe. Remember, Lords, your oaths to Henry fworn, Either to quell the Dauphin utterly,

Or bring him in obedience to your yoke.

Bed. I do remember it, and here take leave, To go about my preparation.

[Exit Bedford.

Glou. I'll to the Tower with all the haste I can,
To view th' artillery and ammunition;

And then I will proclaim young Henry King.
Exe. To Eltam will I, where the young King is,
Being ordain'd his fpecial governor;
And for his fafety there I'll beft devise.

[Exit

Win. Each hath his place and function to attend,

I am left out, for me nothing remains.
But long I will not be thus out of office;
The King from Eltam I intend to fend,
And fit at chiefeft ftern of publick weal.

[Exit

Enter Charles, Alanfon, and Reignier, marching with a Drum and Soldiers.

Char.

ARS his true moving, ev'n as in the heav'ns,

MAR

So in the earth to this day is not known;
Late, did he shine upon the English fide,
Now we are victors, upon us he fmiles;
What towns of any moment, but we have?
At pleasure here we lie near Orleans,

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Tho' ftill the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,
Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.

Alan. They want their porridge, and their fat bullbeeves;

Either they must be dieted, like mules,

And have their provender ty'd to their mouths,
Or piteous they will look like drowned mice.

Reig. Let's raife the fiege, why live we idly here?
Talbot is taken, whom we won't to fear,
Remaineth none but mad-brained Salisbury,
And he may well in fretting spend his gall,
Nor men, nor mony, hath he to make war.

Char. Sound, found alarum: we will rush on them. Now for the honour of the forlorn French. Him I forgive my death, that killeth me, When he fees me go back one foot, or fly.

[Exeunt. [Here Alarm, they are beaten back by the English with great loss.

Re-enter Charles, Alanfon, and Reignier.

Char. Who ever faw the like? what men have I? Dogs, cowards, daftards! I would ne'er have fled, But that they left me mid'ft my enemies.

Reig. Salisbury is a defp'rate homicide,
He fighteth as one weary of his life,
The other lords, like lions wanting food,
Do rush upon us as their hungry prey."

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Alan. Froyfard, a countryman of ours, records,

? England all Olivers and Rowlands bred,

8 As their hungry prey.] I be ly extravagant by the old ro

lieve it fhould be read,

As their hungred prey. 9 England all Olivers and Rowlands bred,] Thefe were two of the most famous in the lift of Charlemagne's twelve Peers; and their exploits are render'd so ridiculously and equal

mancers, that from thence arofe that faying amongft our plain and fenfible ancestors, of giving one a Rowland for his Oliver, to fignify the matching one incre→ dible lye with another.

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WARBURTON.

During

During the time Edward the Third did reign;
More truely now may this be verified,
For none but Sampfons and Goliaffes

It fendeth forth to fkirmish, one to ten.
Lean raw-bon'd rafcals! who would e'er fuppofe,
They had fuch courage and audacity!

Char. Let's leave this town, for they are hair-brain'd flaves,

And hunger will enforce them be more eager :

1

Of old I know them; rather with their teeth
The walls they'll tear down, than forfake the fiege.
Reig. I think, by fome odd gimmals or device
Their arms are fet like clocks, ftill to ftrike on;
Elfe they could ne'er hold out fo, as they do.
By my confent we'll e'en let them alone.

Alan. Be it fo.

Enter the Baftard of Orleans.

Baft. Where's the Prince Dauphin? I have news for

him.

Dau. Baftard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us.
Baft. Methinks, your looks are fad, your chear
appall'd;

Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence?
Be not difmay'd, for fuccour is at hand.
A holy maid hither with me I bring,

Which by a vifion, fent to her from heav'n,
Ordained is to raise this tedious fiege;

And drive the English forth the bounds of France.
The spirit of deep prophecy fhe hath,
Exceeding the nine Sibyls of old Rome,

Gimmals.] A gimmal is a piece of jointed work, where one piece moves within another, whence it is taken at large for an engine. It is now by the vulgar called a gimcrack.

2 Your chear appall'd.] Chear is countenance, appearance.

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nine Sibyls of old Rome:] There were no Sibyls of Rome : but he confound things, and miftakes this for the nine books of Sibylline oracles brought to one of the Tarquin

WARBURTON

What

What's paft, and what's to come, she can defcry.
Speak, fhall I call her in? Believe my words,
For they are certain and infallible.

Dau. Go, call her in. But first, to try her skill,
Reignier, ftand thou as Dauphin in my place,
Question her proudly, let thy looks be ftern;
By this means fhall we found what skill she hath.

Reig. Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wond'rous feats ?

Pucel. Reignier, is't thou that thinkeft to beguile

me?

Where is the Dauphin? Come, come from behind,
I know thee well, tho' never feen before.

Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me;
In private will I talk with thee apart.

Stand back, you Lords, and give us leave awhile.
Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first dash.
Pucel. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daugh-

ter,

My wit untrain❜d in any kind of art.

Heav'n, and our Lady gracious hath it pleas'd
To fhine on my contemptible eftate.

Lo, whilft I waited on my tender lambs,

And to fun's parching heat difplay'd my cheeks,
God's mother deigned to appear to me;
And, in a vision full of majesty,
Will'd me to leave my bafe vocation,
And free my country from calamity.
Her aid fhe promis'd, and affur'd fuccefs.
In compleat glory fhe reveal'd herself;

4 Believe my words.] It fhould rather be read,
-believe her words.

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