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Henry the Fifth ! thy ghost I invocate ;
Retiring from the siege of Orleans,
full scarce six thousand in his troop,
No leisure had he to enrank his men ;
He wanted pikes to set before his archers;
Instead whereof, sharp stakes, pluck'd out of hedges,
To keep the horsemen off from breaking in. Of loss, of slaughter, and discomfiture :
More than three hours the fight continued; Guienne, Champaigne, Rheims, Orleans,
Where valiant Talbot, above human thought, Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost.? Enacted wonders with his sword and lance. Bed. What say'st thou, man, before dead Henry's Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand hina ; corse ?
Here, there, and every where, enrag'd he slew : Speak softly; or the loss of those great towns The French exclaim'd, The devil was in arms; Will make him burst his lead, and rise from death. All the whole army stond agaz'd on him : Glo. Is Paris lost ? is Rouen yielded up? His
soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit, If Henry were recalls to life again,
A Talbot ! a Talbot! cried out amain, These news would cause him once more yield the And rush'd into the bowels of the battle. ghost
Here had the conquest fully been seald up, Eze. How were they lost? what treachery was if Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the coward; us'd?
He being in the vaward (plac'd behind, Mess. No treachery; but want of men and money. With purpose to relieve and follow them,) Among the soldiers this is mutter'd,
Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke.
Hence grew the general wreck and massacre;
A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace,
strength, By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd. Durst not presume to look once in the face. Awake, awake, English nobility":
Bed. Is Talbot slain ? then I will slay myself, Let not sloth dím your honours, new begot: For living idly here, in pomp and ease, Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms; Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid, Of England's coat one half is cut away.
Unto his dastard foeman is betray'd. Exe. Were our tears wanting to this funeral, 3 Mess. O no, he lives; but is took prisoner, These tidings would call forth her flowing tides.) And Lord Scales with him, and Lord Hungerford
Bed. Me they concern; regent I am of France :-Most of the rest slaughter'd, or took, likewise. Give me my steeled coat, I'll fight for France. Bed. His ransom there is none but I shall pay: Away with these disgraceful wailing robes! I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne, Wounds I will lend the French, instead of eyes, His crown shall be the ransom of my friend; To weep their intermissive miseries.*
Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours.Enter another Messenger,
Farewell, my masters; to my task will I;
Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make, 2 Mess. Lords, view these letters, full of bad To keep our great Saint George's feast withal : mischance,
Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take, France is revolted from the English quite; Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake. Except some petty towns of no import :
3 Mess. So you had need; for Orleans is beThe Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims;
And hardly keeps his men from mutiny, Exe. The Dauphin is crowned king! all fly to Since they, so few, watch such a multitude. him!
Ece. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry O, whither shall we fly from this reproach?
Glo. We will not fly, but to our enemies' throats; Either to quell Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out.
Or bring him in obedience to your yoke. Bed. Gloster, why doubt'st thou of my forward- Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave, ness? To go about my preparation.
[Ewil. An army have I muster'd in my thoughts,
Glo. I'll to the Tower, with all the haste I can, Wherewith already France is overrun.
To view the artillery and munition;
And then I will proclaim young Henry king. [Exit.
Ere. To Eltham will I, where the young king is, 3 Mess. My gracious lords, to add to your laments, Being ordain'd his special governor; Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse, - And for his safety there I'll best devise. (Exit. I must inform you of a dismal fight,
Win. Each hath his place and function to attend : Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French.
I am left out: for me nothing remains. Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't so ? ) But long I will not be Jack-out-of-office; 3 Mess. O, no; wherein Lord Talbot was o'er- The king from Eltham I intend to steal, thrown:
And sit at chiefest stern of public weal. The circumstance I'll tell you more at large.
[Exit. Scene closes. The tenth of August last, this dreadful lord,
5 For an account of this Sir John Fastolfe, vide Bic1 Pope conjectured that this blank had been supplied graphia Britannica, by Kippis, vol. v.; in which is his by the name of Francis Drake, which, though a gla. | life, written by Mr. Gough. ring anachronism, might have been a popular, though 6 The old copy reads send, the present reading was not judicious, mode of attracting plaudits in the theatre. proposed by Mason, who observes that the king was not Part of the arms of Drake was two blazing stars. at this time in the power of the cardinal, but under the
2 Capel proposed to complete this defective verse by care of the duke of Exeter. The second article of accu. the insertion of Rouen among the places lost, as Gloster sation brought against the bishop by the duke of Glouces. Infers that it had been mentioned with the rest
ter is that he purposed and disposed him to set hand on 3 i. e. England's flowing tides,
the king's person, and to have removed him from El4 1. e. Their miseries which have only a short inter- tham to Windsor, to the intent to put him in governance Bission
as him list.' Holinshed rol. iii. p. 591
sworn ihe Dauphin utterly;
SCENE II. France. Before Orleans. Enter | Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words,
CHARLES, with his Forces ; ALENCON, REIGNIER, For they are certain and infallible. and others.
Char. Go, call her in: [Exit Bastard.) But, first Char. Mars his true moving,' even as in the
to try her skill, heavens,
Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place: So in the earth, to this day is not known:
Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern :Late did he shine upon the English side;
By this mean shall we sound what skill she bath. Now we are victors, upon us he smiles.
(Retires. What towns of any moment, but we have ? Enter LA PUCELLE, Bastard of Orleans, and others. At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans;
Reig. Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wondrous Otherwhiles, the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,
feats? Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.
Puc, Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to beguilo Alen. They want their porridge, and their fat bull.
me ?-beeves :
Where is the Dauphin ?--come, come from behind; Either they must be dieted like mules,
I know thee well, though never seen before. And have their provender tied to their mouths,
Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me: Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice. Reig. Let's raise the siege ; Why live we idly Stand back, you lords, and give us leave a while.
In private will I talk with thee apart:here?
Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first dash. Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear: Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury;
Puc. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daughter,
My wit untrain’d in any kind of art. And he may well in fretting spend his gall,
Heaven, and our Lady gracious, hath it pleas'd Nor men, nor money, hath he to make war. Char. Sound, sound alarum ; we will rush on them. Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs,
To shine on my contempuble estate : Now for the honour of the forlorn French :
And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks,
God's mother deigned to appear to me;
Her aid she promis'd, and assur'd success :
And, whereas I was black and swart before, But that they left me 'midst my enemies.
That beauty am I bless'd with, which you see. Reig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide ;
Ask me what question thou canst possible,
And I will answer unpremeditated :
My courage try by combat, if thou dar’st,
And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex,
If thou receive me for thy warlike mate.
Char. Thou hast asionish'd me with thy high More truly now may this be verified ; For none but Samsons, and Goliasses
terms; It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten!
Only this proof l’n of thy valour make, Lean raw-bon'd rascals; who would e'er supposo
In single combat thou shalt buckle with me: They had such courage and audacity ?
And, if thou vanquishest, thy words are true; Char. Let's leave this town ; for they are hair. Otherwise, I renounce alí confidence. brain'd slaves,
Puc. I am prepar'd: here is my keen-edged sword, And hunger will enforce them to be more eager :
Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each side : of old I know them; rather with their teeth
The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's churchThe walls they'll tear down, than forsake the siege.
yard, Reig. I think, by some odd gimmals or device,
Out of a great deal of old iron I chose forth. Their arms are set, like clocks, still to strike on;
Char. Then come o'God's name, I fear no woman, Else ne'er could they hold out so as they do.
Puc. And, while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man. By my consent, we'll e'en let them alone.
[They figh.. Alen. Be it so.
Char. Stay, stay thy hands; thou art an Amazon,
And fightest with the sword of Deborah.
Puc. Christ's mother helps me, else I were too Bast. Where's the prince Dauphin, I have news
weak. for him.
Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must Char. Bastards of Orleans, thrice welcome to us. help me : Bast. Methinks, your looks are sad, your cheers Impatiently I burn with thy desire ; appallid:
My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu'd. Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence? Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so, Be not dismay’d, for succour is at hand :
Let me thy servant, and not sovereign, be; A holy maid hither with me I bring,
"Tis the French Dauphin sueth thus to thee. Which, by a vision sent to her from heaven,
Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, Ordained is to raise this tedious siege,
For my profession's sacred from above : And drive the English forth the bounds of France.
When I have chased all thy foes from hence, The spirit of deep prophecy she hath,
Then will I think upon a recompense. Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome;" What's past, and what's to come, she can descry. 4 By gimmals, gimbols, gimmers, or gimores, any
kind of device or machinery producing motion was 1 You are as ignorant in the true movings of my meant. Baret has the gimeio or hinge of a door.' muse as the astronomers are in the true movings of 5 Bastard was not in former times a utle of reproach. Mars, which to this day they could never attain to. Gå- 6 Cheer in this instance means heart or courage, as briel Harvey's Hunt is up, by Nash, 1596, Preface, in the expression 'be of good cheer.' 2 i. e. the prey for which they are hungry.
7 Warburton says that, there were no nine syhils of 3 These were two of the most famous in the list of Rome, it is a mistake for the nine Sibylline Oracles Charlemagne's twelve peers; and their exploits are the brought to one of the Tarquins. But the poet followed theme of the old romances. From the equally doughıy the popular books of his day, which say that “the len and unheard of exploits of these champions, arose the sybils were women that had ihe spirit of proph. cy (enu nying of Giving a Rowland for an Oliver, for giving a merating them) and that they prophesied of Christ erson as good as he brings.
8 i. e. be convinced of it
Char. Mean tine, look gracious on thy prostrate Servants rush at the Tower Gates. Enter, to the thrall.
Gates, WOODVILLE, the Lieutenant. Reig. My lord, methinks, is very long in talk.
Wood. (Wilhin.) What noise is this? what traiAlen. Doubtless he shrives this woman to her
tors have we here? smock;
Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I hear? Else ne'er could'he so long protract his speech. Open the gates ; here's Gloster, that would enter. Reig. Shall we disturb him, since he keeps no 'Wood. [Within.) Have patience, noble duke: I mean?
may not open ; Alen He may mean more than we poor men do The cardinal of Winchester forbids : know:
From him I have express commandment, These women are shrewi tempters with their tongues. That thou, nor none of thine, shall be let in. Rag. My lord, where are you? what devise you Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest him 'fore on?
me ? Shall we give over Oneans, or no?
Arrogant Winchester ? that haughty prelate, Puc. Why, no, 1 sgv, distrustful recreants ! Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could brook? Fight till the last gesp, I will be your guard. Thou art no friend to God, or to the king : Char. Whal sne says, I'll confirm; we'll fight it Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly. out
'I Serv. Open the gates into the lord protector ; Puc. Assign'd am I to be the English scourge. Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not This night the siege assuredly I'll raise :
quickly. Expect Saint Martin's summer,' halcyon days, Since I have entered into these wars.
Enter WINCHESTER, attended by a Train of Ser. Glory is like a circle in the water,
vants in lawny Coats." Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
Win. How now, ambitious Humphry? what Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought?
means this? With Henry's death, the English circle ends ; Glo. Piel'd priest, dost thou command me to bo Dispersed are the glories it included.
shut out? Now am I like that proad insulting ship,
Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor, Which Cæsar and his fortune bare at once. And not protector of the king or realm.
Char. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove ? Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator ; Thou with an eagle art inspired then.
Thou, that contriv'dst to murder our dead lord Helen, the mother of great Constantine,
Thou, that giv'st whores indulgences to sing : Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters,“ were like thee. I'll canvasli thee in thy broad cardinal's hat, Bright star of Venus, fall’n down on the earth, If thou proceed in this thy insolence. How may I reverently worship thee enough? Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege.
foot; Reig. Woman, do what thou canst to save our This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain, honours;
To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt. Drive them from Ór.eans, and be immortaliz’d. Glo. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back : Char. Presently we'll try :-Come let's away Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth about it:
I'll use, to carry thee out of this place. No prophet will I trust, if she prove false. (Ereunt. Win. Do what thou dar'st: I beard thee to thy BCENE III. London. Hill before the Tower.
face. Enter, at the Gates, the Duke of GLOSTER, with
Glo. What ? am I dar'd, and bearded to my his Serving-men in blue Coats.
face ? Glo. I am come to survey the Tower this day;
Draw, men, for all this privileged place;
Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware your Since Henry's death, I fear there is conveyance.
beard; Where be these warders, that they wait not here?
[GLOSTER and his men attack the Bishop. Open the gates; Gloster it is thai calls.
I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly:
[Servants knock. Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hát; 1 Ward. (Within.) Who is there that knocks so In spite of pope or dignities of church,
imperiously I Serv. It is the noble duke of Gloster.
Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down.
Win. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the pope. 2 Ward. (Within.] Whoe'er he be, you may not Glo. Winchester goose,'? I cryma rope ! a rope ! be let in.
Now beat them hence: Why do you let them stay? I Serv. Answer you so the lord protector, Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array.
villains ? I Ward. (Within.) The Lord protect him! so
Out, tawny coats !-out scarlet": hypocrite! we answer him:
Here a great Tumult. In the midst of it, Enter the We do no otherwise than we are willid.
Mayor of London, 14 and Officers. Glo. Who willed you? or whose will stands, but May. Fye, lords! that you, being supreme magis. mine ?
trates, There's none protector of the realm, but I.
Thus contumeliously should break the peace! Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize :
Glo. Peace, mayor: thou know'st" little of my Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms ?
wrongs : 1 i. e, expect prosperity after misfortune, like fair 9 Traitor. weather at Martlemas, after winter has begun.
10 The public sters in Southwark were under the 2 This is a favourite image with poets.
jurisdiction of the bishop of Winchester, Upton had 3 Mahomet had a dove which he used to feed with seen the office book of the court leet, in which was en. wheat out of his ear; which dove when it was hungry, tered the fees paid by, and the customs and regulations lighted un Mahomet's shoulder, and thrust its bill in to of these brochels. find its breakfast, Mahomet persuading the rude and 11 To canvas was to cose in a sieve; a punishment simple Arabans that i was the Holy Ghost.' Raleigh's (says Cotgrave) inflicted on such as commit gross ab Hisl, of the World, part i. c. vi.
gurdities.' 4 Meaning the foil daughters of Philip mentioned in 12 A Winchester goose was a particular stage of the Acts, xxi. 9.
disease contracted in the stews, hence Gloucester be5 Conveyance anciantly signified any kind of furtive stows the epithet on the bishop in derision and scorn. knavery, or privy stealing.
13 In King Henry VIII. the earl of Surrey, with a 6 To break up was the same as to break open. similar allusion to Cardinal Wolsey's habit, calls him
7 It appears that the attendants upon ecclesiastical scarlet sin.' courts, and a bishop's servants, were then, as now,
14 It appears from Pennant's London that this mayor dinguished by clothing of a sombre colour.
was John Coventry, an opulent mercer, from whom the L e. bald, alluding to his shaven crown.
present earl Coventry is descended.
Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king, Or by what means gott'st thou to be releas'd ? Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use.
Discourse, I pr’ythee, on this turret's top. Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens ;
Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner, One that still motions war, and never peace,
Called-the brave Lord Punton de Santrailles ; O’ercharging your free purses with large fines ; For him I was exchang'd and ransomed, That seeks to overthrow religion,
But with a baser man of arms by far, Because he is protector of the realm;
Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me . And would have arınour here out of the Tower, Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death To crown himself king, and suppress the prince.
Rather than I would be so vile esteem'd. Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but blows. In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir’d.
(Here they skirmish again. But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart May. Nought rests for me, in this tumultuous Whom with my bare fists I would execute, strife,
If I now had him brought into my power, But to make open proclamation :
Sal. Yet tell'st thou not, how ihou wert enter Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou can'st.
tain'd Off. All manner of men, assembled here in arms this
Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious day against God's peace and the king's, we charge. In open market-place produc'd they me,
taunts. and command you, in his highness' name, to repair To be a public spectacle to all; to your several dielling-places; and not to wear, handle, or use, any sword, weapon, or dagger, Here, said they, is the terror of the French," henceforward, upon pain of death.
The scare-crow that affrights our children so.
Then broke I from the officers that led me; Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law :
And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground But we shall meet, and break our minds at large. To hurl at the beholders of my shame. Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear cost, be My grisly countenance made others fly;
None durst come near for fear of sudden death, Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work. In iron walls they deem'd me not secure;
May. I'll call for clubs,' if you will not away: So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread,
That they suppos'd, I could rend bars of steel, may'st. Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head;
Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
That walk'd about me every minute-while;
Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you ondur'd: bear!
Now it is supper-time in Orleans : I myself fight not once in forty year. [Exeunt. Here, through
this grate, I can count every one, SCENE JV, France. Before Orleans. Enter, And view the Frenchmen how they fortify;
on the Walls, the Master Gunner and his Son. Let us look in, the sight will much delight thee.M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glansdale. besieg'd:
Let me have your express opinions, And how the English have the suburbs won.
Where is best place to make our battery, next. Son. Father, I know; and oft have shot at them, Gar. I think, at the north gate, for there stand Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss'd my aim.
lords. M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruld Glan. And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge. by me :
Tal. For aught I see, this city must be fataish'd, Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
Or with light skirmishes enfeebled. Something I must do, to procure me grace ::
(Shot from the Town. SALISBURY and SIR The prince's espials have inform'd me,
Tho. GARGRAVE fall. How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd,
Sal. O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners. Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars
Gar. O Lord, have mercy on me, wooful man! In yonder tower, to overpeer the city;
Tal. What chanco is this, that suddenly hath And thence discover how, with most advantage,
cross'd us? They may vex us, with shot, or with assault. Speak, Salisbury : at least, if thou canst speak ; To intercept this inconvenience,
How farist thou, mirror of all martial men ? A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd; One of thy eyes, and thy cheek's side struck off!... And fully even these three days have I watchd,
Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand, If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch,
That hath contriv'd this woeful tragedy ! For I can stay no longer.
In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame; If thou spy'st any, run and bring we word;
Henry the Fifth he first train'd to the wars; And thou shalt find me at the governor's.' (Exit. Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up,
Son. Father, I warrant you; take you no care: His sword did ne'er leave striking in the field. I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.
Yet liv'st thou, Salisbury? though thy speech dotha
fail, Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Tower, the LORDS One eye thou hast to look to heaven for grace:
SALISBURY and Talbot, SIR WILLIAM The sun with one eye vieweth all the world. GLANSDALE, SIR Thomas GARGRAVE, and Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive, others.
If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands ! Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd! Bear hence his body, I will help to bury it How wert thou handled, being prisoner ?
Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life ?
Speak unto Talbot ; nay, look up to him. 1 Malone erroneously thinks the mayor cries out for peace-officers armed with clubs or staves. The practice very scourge and a daily terror, insomuch toat as his of calling out Clubs! clubs! to call out the London person was fearful and terrible to his adversaries preapprentices upon the occasion of any affray in the sent, so his name and fame was spiteful ond dreadful to Blreets, has been before explained, see As You Like It, the common people absent; insomuch that women in Act v. Sc. 2.
France, to seare their yong children, would crye the 2 Stomach is pride, a haughty spirit of resentment Talbot cometh.' Halls Chronicle. 3 Favour.
8 Camden says, in his Remaines, that the French 4 Spies. Vide note on Hamlet, Act iii. Sc. 1.
scarce knew the use of great ordnance till the siege of 6 The old copy reads went; the emendation is Mr. Mans in 1455, when a breach was made in the walls of Tyrwhill's
that town by the English, under the conduct of this earl 6 The old copy readspild esteem'd.'
of Salisbury; and that he was the first English ganlla. ?" This man [Talbot) was to the French people al man that was slain by a cannon ball.
Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort ; Sheep run not half so timorouse from the wolf,
Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard,
( Alarum. Another Skirmisho Remember to avenge me on the French.
It will not be :-Retire into your trenches : Plantagenet, I will ; and like thee, Nero,
You all consented unto Salisbury's death, Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn: For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.Wretched shall France be only in my name.
Pucelle is entered into Orleans, (Thunder heard; afterwards an Alarum. In spite of us, or aught that we could do. What stir is this? What tumult's in the heavens? O, would I were to die with Salisbury! Whence cometh this alarum, and the noise ? The shame hereof will make me hide my head. Enter a Messenger.
[Alarum. Retreat. Exeunt TALBOT and Mes. My lord, my lord, the French have gather'd SCENE VI. The same. Enter, on the Walls,
his Forces, &c. head: The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd, - PUCELLE, CHARLES, REIGNIER, ALENGON, and A holy prophetess, new risen up,
Soldiers. Is come with a great power to raise the siege. Puc. Advance our waving colours on the walls;
Rescu'd is Orleans from the English wolves :Tal. Hear, hear, how dying Salisbury doth groan! Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word. It irks his heart, he cannot be revenged.
Char. Divinest creature, bright Astrea's daughter, Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you:
How shall I honour thee for this success? Pucelle or puzzel,' dolphin or dogfish,
Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens, Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels, That
one day bloom'd, and fruitful were the next. And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.- France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess Convey me Salisbury into his tent,
Recover'd is the town of Orleans : And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state. dare. [Exeunt, bearing out the bodies. Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout tho
town? SCENE V. The same. Before one of the Gates. Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires, Alarum. Skirmishings. Talbot pursueth the And feast and banquet in the open streets, Dauphin, and driveth him in : then enter JOANLA To celebrate the joy that God hath given us. PUCELLE, driving Englishmen before her. Then enter TALBOT.
Alen. All France will be replete with mirth and
joy, Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and my When they shall hear how we have play'd the men. force ?
Char. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won; Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them:
For which, I will divide my crown with her:
And all the priests and friars in my realm
Shall, in procession, sing her endless praise.
Than Rhodope's, of Memphis, ever was :'
In memory of her, when she is dead,
Her ashes, in an urn more precious And straightway give thy soul to him thou serv'st. Than the rich-jeweld coffer of Darius, Puce Come, come, 'tis only I that must disgrace Transported shall be at high festivals thee.
Before the kings and queens of France.
But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint.
After this golden day of victory. (Flourish. Exeunt.
Sergeant, and Two Sentinels.
Serg. Sirs, take your places, and be vigilant: This day is ours, as many more shall be. If any noise, or soldier, you perceive,
[PUCELLE enters the Town, with Soldiers. Near to the walls, by some apparent sign, Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a potter's Let us have knowledge at the court of guard." wlieel;
I Sent. Sergeant, you shall. (Exit Sergeant.] I know not where I am, nor what I do :
Thus are poor servitors A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal, (When others sleep, upon their quiet beds), Drives back our troops, and conquers as she lists: Constrain'd to watch in darkness, rain, and cold. So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome stench, Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and Forces, Are from their hives, and houses, driven away. with Scaling Ladders; their Drums beating a dead They call'd us, for our fierceness, English dogs; March. Now, like to whelps, we crying run away,
(4 short Alarum. By whose approach, the regions of Artois,
Tal. Lord Regent, and redoubted Burgundy,Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight, Or tear the lions out of England's coat;
Walloon, and Picardy, are friends to us, Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions stead :
This happy night the Frenchmen are secure,
Having all day carous'd and banqueted: 1 Puzzel means a dirty wench or a drab,' from piz.
6 The Adonis horti were nothing but portable earthen 29, i. e. malus foetor,' says Minsheu.
pots, with some lettuce or fennel growing in them. The superstition of those times taught that he who 7 The old copy reads = cnuld draw a witch's blood was free from her power. "Than Rhodophe's or Memphis ever was.'
3 Alluding to Hannibal's stratagem to escape, by fix. Rhodope, or Rhodopis, a celebrated courtezan, who ing bundles of lighted twigs on the horns of oxen, re. was a slave in the same service with Æsop, at Samos. corded by Livy, lib. xxij. c. xvj.
8 ' In what price the noble poems of Homer were 4 Old copy treacherous. Corrected by Pope. holden by Alexander the Great, insomuch that everjo
5 Wolves. Thus the second folio, the first omits that night they were layd under his pillow, and by day were word, and the epithet bright prefixed to Astrea in the carried in the rich jeroel coffer of Darius, lately before next line but one. Malone follows the reading of the vanquished by him. Puitenham's Arte of English first folio, and contends that by a licentious pronuncia. Poesie, 1589. tion a syllable was added, thus Engleish, Asterea. 9 The same as guard-room.