measure in strength. If I conld win a lady at leap 1 soldier-breeder: Shall not thou and I, between Saint frog, or by vaulting into my saddle with my armour Dennis, and Saint George, compound a boy, half on my back, under the correction of bragging be it French, half English, that shall go to Constantinople, spoken, I should quickly leap into a wife. Or, if I and take the Turk by the beard? shall we not? what might buffet for my love, or bound my horse for her sayest thou, my fair flower-de-luce ? favours, I could lay on like a butcher, and sit like a Kath. I do not know dat. jaek-an-apes, never off: but, before God, I cannot look K. Hen. No; 'tis hereafter to know, but now to greenly, nor gasp out my eloquence, nor I have no promise : do but now promise, Kate, you will endleaeunning in protestation ; only downright oaths, which vour for your French part of such a boy; and, for my I never use till urged, nor never break for urging. If English moiety, take the word of a king and a bachethou canst love a fellow of this temper, Kate, whose face lor. How answer you, la plus belle Katharine tu is not worth sun-burning, that never looks in his glass | monde, mon tres chere e divine deesse ? for love of any thing he sees there, let thine eye be thy Kath. Your majeste ’ave fausse French enough to cook. I speak to thee plain soldier: If thou canst love deceive de most sage damoiselle dat is en France. me for this, take me: if not, to say to thee-that I shall K. Hen. Now, fie upon my false French ! By mine die, is true ; but--for thy love, by the Lon, no; yet honour, in true English, I love thee, Kate : by which I love thee too. And while thou livest, dear Kate. honour I dare not swear, thou lovest mne; yet my blood take a fellow of plain and uncoined constancy; for he begins to flatter me that thou dost, not withstanding perforce must do thee right, because he hath not the the poor and untempering effect of my visage. Now gift to woo in other places. For these fellows of in- | besbrew my father's ambition ! he was thinking of finite tongue, that can rhyme themselves into ladies' civil wars when he got me; therefore was I created favours, they do always reason themselves out again. || with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that, What! a speaker is but a prater; a rhyme is but a when I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in ballad. A good leg will fall; a straight back will faith, Kate, the elder I wax, the better I sball appear: stoop ; a black beard will turn white; a curled pate my comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauwill grow bald ; a fair face will wither; a full eye wil ty, can do no more spoil upon my face: thou hast me, wax kollow : but a good heart, Kate, is the sun and ! if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou shalt wear me, moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon; for it if thou wear me, better and better ; And therefore tell shines bright, and never changes, brut keeps his course me, most fair Ratharine, will you have me? Pat ofte truly. If thou would have such a one, take me: And your maiden blushes ; avouch the thoughts of your take me, take a soldier; take a soldier, take a king

heart with the loaks of an empress ; take me by the And what sayest thou then to my love? speak, my hand, and say-Harry of England, I am thine: which fair, and fairly, I pray thee.

word thou shalt no sooner bless mine ear withal, but I Kath. Is it possible dat I should love de enemy of' will tell thee aloud-England is thine, Ireland is thine, France ?

France is thine, and Henry Plantagenet is thine ; K. Hen. No; it is not possible, you should love the who, though I speak it before his face, if he be not enemy of France, Kate: hut, in loving me, you should fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king love the friend of France ; for I love France so well, of good fellows. Come, your answer in broken mothat I will not part with a village of it; I will have it sic; for thy voice is music, and thy English broken : all mine : and, Kate, when France is mine, and I am therefore, queen of all, Katharine, break my mind to yours, then yours is France, and you are mine. me in broken English, Wilt thou have me? Kath. I cannot tell vat is dat.

Kath. Dat is, as it shall please de roy mon pere. K. Hen. No, Kate? I will tell thee in French; which, K. Hen. Nay, it will please him well, Kate ; it shall I am sure, will hang upon my tongue like a new-mar. please him, Kate. ried wife about her husband's neck, hardly to be shook Kath. Den it shall also content me. off. Quand j'ay la possession de France, de quand

K. Hen. Upon that I will kiss your hand, and I call dous avez le possession de moi, (let me see, what then? you-my queen.. Saint Dennis be my speed !)-donc vostre est France,

Kath. Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez: ma 6 vous estes mienne. It is as easy for me, Kate, to foy, je ne veux point que vous abbaissez vostre granconquer the kingilom, as to speak so much more deur, en baisant la main d'une vostre indigne servis French : I shall never move thee in French, unless it teure ; excusez moy, je vous supplie, mon tres puissant be to laugh at me.

seigneur. Kath. Sauf vostre honneur, lc François que vous

K. Hen. Then I will kiss your lips, Kate. parlez, est meilleur que l'Anglois lequel je parle.

Kath. Les dames, 6 damoiselles, pour estre buisces K. Hen. No, 'faith, is't not, Kate: but thy speaking devant leur nopces, il n'est pas le coutume de France. of my tongue, and I thine, most truly falsely, must

K. Hen. Madam, my interpreter, what says she? nerds be granted to be much at one. But, Kate, dost

Alice. Dat it is not be de fashion pour les ladies of usou understand thus much English? Canst thou love

France, -I cannot tell what is, baiser, en English. be?

K. Hen. To kiss. Koth. I cannot tell.

Alice. Your majesty entendre better que moy. K. Hen. Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate ? I'll

K. Hen. It is not the fashion for the maids in France ask then. Come, I know, thou lovest me: and at

to kiss hefore they are married, would she say? night when you coine into your closet, you'll qyestion

Alice. Ouy, vrayment. this gentlewoman about me; and I know, Kate, you

K. Hen. O. Kate, nice customs curt'sy to great kings. will, to her, dispraise those parts in me, that you love

Dear Kate, you and I cannot be contined within the with your heart: bor, good Kate, mock me mercifully;

weak list of a country's fashion: We are the makers of the rather, gentle princess, because I love thee cruel!.

manners, Kate; and the liberty that follows our plaIf ever thou be'st nine, Kate, (as I have a saving faith

ces, stops the inouths of all find-faults; as I will do within me, tells me.--thou shalt,) I get thee with

yours, for upholding the nice fashion of yonr country, scainbing, and thou must therefore needs prove a good

in denying me a kiss: taer, fore, paticntis, and yiell

raise up

ing. [Kissing her.) Yon have witcheraft in your hips, Exe. Only, he harh not yet subscribed this :Kate: there is more eloquence in a sugar touch of Where your majesty demands, That the king of France them, than in the tongues of the French council; and having any occasion to write for matter of grant, shau they should sooner persuade Harry of England, than name your highness in this form, and with this addia general petition of monarchs. Here comes your fa tion in French - Notre tres cher filz Henry rey d'Art ther.

gleterre, heretier de France : and thus in Latin,- Pra, Enter the French Ring and Queen, Burgundy, Bed

clarissimus filius noster Henricus, rex Anglia, ó haford, Gloster, Exeter, Westmoreland, and other

res Francia. French and English Lords.

F. King. Nor this I have not, brother, so denied,

But your request shall make me let it pass. Bur. God save your majesty! my royal cousin, K. Hen. I pray you then, in love and dear alliance, teach you onr princess English ?

Let that one article rank with the rest: K. Hen. I would have her learn, my fair cousin, how And, thereupon, give me your daughter. perfectly I love her; and that is good English. F. King. Take her, fair son ; and from her blood

Bur. Is she not apt?

K. Hen. Our tongue is rough, coz; and my condi Issue to me: that the contending kingdoms tion is not smooth : so that, having neither the voice Of France and England, whose very shores look pale for the heart of flattery about me, I cannot so con With envy of each other's happiness, jure up the spirit of love in her, that he will appear Máy cease their hatred, and this dear conjunction in his true likeness.

Plant neighbourhood and christian-like accord Bur. Pardon the frankness of my mirth, if I answer

In their sweet basoms, that never war advance you for that. If you would conjure in her, you must

His bleeding sword 'twixt England and fair France, make a circle: if conjure up love in her in his true

All. Amen! likeness, he must appear naked, and blind : Can you

K. Hen. Now welcome, Kate:-and bear me witzkes blame her then, being a maid yet rosed over with the

all, virgin crirason of modesty, if she deny the appear. That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen. ance of a naked blind boy in her naked seeing self?

(Fleurisé. It were, my lord, a hard condition for a maid to con

l. Isa. God, the best maker of all marriages, sign to.

Combine your hearts in one, your realms in one! K. Hen. Yet they do wiuk, and yield; as love is As man and wife, being two, are one in love, blind, and enforces.

So be there 'twixt your kingdoms such a spousal, Bur. They are then excused, my lord, when they | That never may ill office, or fell jealousy, see not what they do.

Which troubles oft the bed of blessed marriage, K. Hen. Then, good my lord, teach your cousin to Thrust in between the paction of these kingdoma, consent to winking.

To make divorce of their incorporate league; Bur. I will wink on her to consent, my lord, if you That English may as Freuch, French Englishmen, will teach her to know my meaning: for maids, well

Receive each other!-God speak this Amen! summered and warm kept, are like flies at Bartholo All. Amen! mew-tide, blind, thongh they have their eyes; and K. Hen. Prepare we for our marriage :-on slide then they will endure handling, which before would day, not abide looking on.

My lord of Burgundy, we'll take your oath, K. Hen. This moral ties me over to time, and a hot And all the peers', for surety of our leagues.summer; and so I will catch the fly, your cousin, in Then shall I swear to Kate, and you to me; the latter end, and she must be blind too.

And may our oaths well kept and prosperous be! Bur. As love is, my lord, before it loves.

(Eseur K. Hen. It is so : and you may, some of you, thank love for my blindness; who cannot see many a fair

Enter Chorus. French city, for one fair French maid that stands in my way.

Thus far, with rough, and all unable pen, F. King. Yes, my lord, you see them perspectively, Our bending author hath pursu'd the story; the cities turned into a maid ; for they are all girdled || In little room confining mighty men, with maiden walls, that war hath never entered. Mangling by starts the full force of their glory. K. Hen. Shall Kate be my wife?

Small time, but, in that small, most greatly livu F. King. So please you.

This star of England: fortune made luis sword; K. Hen. I am content ; so the maiden cities you | By which the world's best garden he achieri, talk of, may wait on her: so the maid, that stood in And of it left his son imperial lord. the way of my wish, shall show me the way to my will. | Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown' king

F. King. We have consented to all terms of reason. of France and England, did this king suceerd; K. Hen. Is't so, my lords of England ?

Whose state so many had the managing, West. The king bath granted every article: That they lost France, and made his England bleed: His daughter, first; and then, in sequel, all,

Which oft our stage hath shown; and, for their sake, According to their firm proposed natures.

In your fair minds let this acceptance take.

(E171.

FIRST PART OF

KING HENRY VI.

PERSONS REPRESENTED

King Henry the Sixth.

Cbarles, dauphin and afterwards king of France. Duke of Gloster, uncle to the king, and protector. Reignier, duke of Anjou, and titular king of Naples. Duke of Bedford, uncle to the king, and regent av Duke of Burgundy. France.

Duke of Alencon. Thomas Beaufort, duke of Exeter, great uncle to the Governor of Paris. king.

Bastard of Orleans.
Henry Beaufort, great uncle to the king, bishop of Master-Gunner of Orleans, and his son.
Winchester, and afterwards cardinal.

General of the French forces in Bourdeaux.
John Beaufort, earl of Somerset; afterwards duke.

A French Sergeant.
Richard Plantagenet, eldest son of Richard late earl of A Porter.
Cambridge ; afterwards duke of York.

An old Shepherd, father to Joan la Pucelle.
Earl of Warwick. Earl of Salisbury. Earl of Suffolk.
Lord Talbot, afterwards earl of Shrewsbury:

Margaret, daughter to Reignier ; afterwards married John Talbot, his soni.

to king Henry. Edmund Mortimer, earl of March.

Countess of Auvergne. Mortimer's Keeper, and a Lawyer.

Joan la Puoelle, commonly called Joan of Arc. Sir John Fastolfe. Sir William Lucy. Sir William Glansdale. Sir Thomas Gargrave. Fiends appearing to La Pucelle, Lords, Warders of the Mayor of London.

Tower, Heralds, Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and Woodville, lieutenant of the Tower.

several Attendants both on the English and French. Vernon, of the White

Rose, or Tork faction. Basset, of the Red Rose, or Lancaster faction.

SCENE-partly in England, and partly in France,

ACT I.

SCENE 1.-Westminster Abbey. Dead March. Corpse

of King Henry the Fifth discovered, lying in State ; attended on by the Dukes of Bedford), Gloster, and Exeter; the Earl of Warwick, the Bishop of Winchester, Herald, ớc.

Bedford
HUNG

be the heavens with black, yield day to-
night!
Comets, importing change of times and states,
Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky;
And with them scourge the bad revolting stars,
That have consented unto Henry's death!
Henry the fifth, too famous to live long!
England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.

Glo. England ne'er had a king until his time.
Virtue he had, deserving to command:
His brandish'd sword did blind men with luis beams;
His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings;
His sparkling eyes, replete with wrathful fire,
More dazzled and drove back his enemies,
Than mid-day sun, fierce bent against their faces
What should I say? bis deeds exceed all speech :
He ne'er lift up his hand, but conquered.
Exe. We mourn in black; Why mourn we not in

blood ?
Henry is dead, and never shall revive :
Upon a wooden coffin we attend;
Aid death's dishonourable victory
We with our stately presence glorify,
Like captives bound to a triumphant car.
What ? shall we curse the planets of mishap,
Tlaat plotted thius our glory's overthrow?
Or shall we thimk the subtle-witted French

Conjurers and sorcerers, that, afraid of him,
By magic verses have contriv'd his end?

Win. He was a king bless'd of the King of kings.
Unto the French the dreadful judgement day
So dreadful will not be, as was his sight.
The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought :
The church's prayers made him so prosperous.
Glo. The church! where is it? had not church-men

pray'd,
His thread of life had not so soon decay'd :
None do you like but an effeminate prince,
Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe.

Win. Gloster, whate'er we like, thou art protector ;
And lookest to command the prince, and realm.
Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,
More than God, or religious churchmen, may.

Glo. Name not religion, for thou lov'st the flesh;
And ne'er throughout the year to church thou go'st,
Except it be to pray against thy foes.
Bed. Cease, ccase these jars, and rest your minds in

peace!
Let's to the altar :-Heralds, wait on us :-
Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms ;
Since arms avail not, now that Henry's dead.-
Posterity, await for wretched years,
When at their mother's moist eyes babes shall suck;
Our isle be made a nourish of salt tears,
And none but women left to wail the dead.
Henry the fifth ! thy ghost I invocate;
Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils !
Combat with adverse planets in the heavens!
A far more glorious star thy soul will make,
Than Julius Cæsar, or bright

Enter a Messenger.
Mes. My hot.o irable lords, bealth to you all!