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my foot.

And faithful service, till the point of death.

K. Henry. Stoop, then, and set your knee against And in reguerdon of that duty done, I gird thee with the valiant sword of York, Rise, Richard, like a true Plantagenet, And rise created princely Duke of York.

Rich. And so thrive Richard, as thy foes may fall! And as my duty springs, so-perish they Phat grudge one thought against your Majesty! All. Welcome, high Prince, the mighty Duke of

York! Son. Perilh, base Prince, ignoble Duke of York!

[Aside. Glou. Now will it best avail your Majesty To cross the feas, and to be crown'd in France : The presence of a King engenders love Amongst his subjects and his loyal friends, As it disanimates his enemies. K. Henry. When Glo'ster says the word, King

Henry goes;; For friendly counsel cuts off many foes. Glou. Your Ships already are in readiness. [Exeunt.

Manet Exeter. Exet. Ay, we may march in England or in France, Not seeing what is likely to ensue: This late dissention grown betwixt the peers, Burns under feigned afhes of forg'd love, And will at last break out into a fame. As fester'd meinbers, rot but by degrees, Till bones, and flesh, and sinews fall away; . So will this base and envious discord. breed..

And now. I fear that fatal prophecy, Which in the time of Henry, nand the Fifth, Was in the mouth of every sucking babe ; . That Henry, horn at Monmouth, Thould win all :. And Henry, Windsor, should lose all; Which is fo.plain, that Exeter doth wish His days may finish ere that haplefs time. (Exit.


Changes to Roan in France. Enter Joan la Pucelle disguis'd, and four Soldiers.

with sacks upon their backs. Pucel. These are the city gates, the gates of Roan, Thro' which our policy must make a breach. Take heed, be wary how you place your words; Tak: like the vulgar fort of market-inen, That come to gather money for their corn. If we have entrance, (as“I hope we shall), And that we find the flothful watch but weak, Kll by a sign give notice to our friends, That Charles the Dauphin may encounter then.

Sol. Our facks fhall be a mean to fack the city, And we be Lords and rulers over Roan; Therefore we'll knock.

[Knocks. Watch. Qui va .?

Pucel. Paisans, pauvres gens de France ; Poor market-folks, that come to sell their corner

Watch. Enter, go in, the market-ball is rung. Pucel. Now, Roan, I'll fhake thy bulwarks to the ground.

[Exeunt, Enter Dauphin, Bastard, and Alanson. Dau. St Dennis bless this happy stratagem! And once again we'll sleep fecure in Roan.

Bajt. Here enter'd Pucelle, and her practisants Now she is there, how will the fpecify Where is the best and safest paslage in?

Reig. By thrusting out a tareh from yonder tow'r, Which, once discern'd, Thews that her meaning is, No way to that for weakness which she enter'd.

Praltice, in the language of that time, was treachery, and perhaps in the fofter lense firatagem. Praftilants are therefore confederates in fratagem. Johnsona

Enter Joan la Pucelle on the tap, thrusting out a

torch burning: · Pucel. Behold, this is the liappy wedding-torch, That joineth Roan unto her countrymen; But burning fatal to the Talbotites.

East.See, noble Charles, the beacon of our friend, The burning torch in yonder turret stands:

Dau. Now fines it like a comet of revenge, A prophet to the fall of all our foes.

Reg. Defer norime, delays have dangerous ends; Enter and cry, the Dauphin ! presently, And then do execution on the watch.

[ An alarm. . Enter Talbot in an excursion. Tal. France, thou shalt rue this treason with thy If Talbot but survive thy treachery: [tears, Pucelle, that witch, that damned sorceress, Hath wrought this hellith mischief unawares, That hardly we escap'd the pride of France. (Exit.

S CE N E V. An: alarm : excursions. Bedford brought in, sick,

in a chair. Enter Talbot and Burgundy, without; within, Joan la Pucelley Dauphin, Bastard, und Alanson, on the walls. Pucel. Good morrow, gallants, want ye corn for

bread? I think the Duke of Burgundy will fast Before he'll buy again at such a rate. "Tivas full of darnel; do you like the taste ? Burg. Scoff on, vile fiend, and shameless cour

tizan! I trust ere long to choke thee with thine own, And make thee curse the harvest of that corn. Dau. Your Grace may starve, perhaps, before

that time. Bedi Oh let not words, but deeds, revenge this

treason! Pucel. What will you do, good grey-beard? break

a lance, And run a tilt at death within a chair?

Tal. Foul fiend of France, and hag of all despight, Incompass’d with thy lustful paramours, Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age, And twit with covardise a man half dead ? Damsel, I'll have a bout with you againn Or else let Talbot perish with his fame. Pucel. Are you lo hot? -yet, Pucelle, hold thy

peace; If Talbot do but thunder, rain will follow.

(Talbot aunt the rest whisper together in council. God ipeed the parliament ! who shall be the speaker ?

Tal. Dare ye come forth, and meet us in the field! Pucel. Belike your Lordship takes us then for

To try if that our own be ours, or no.

Tal. I speak not to that railing Hecate,
But unto thee, Alanson, and the rest.
Will ye, like soldiers, come and fight it out?

Alan. Seignior, no.
Tal. Seignior, hang.–Base muleteers of France !
Like peasant foot-boys do they keep the walls,
And dare not take up arms like gentleinen.

Pucel. Captains, away; let's get us from the walls, For Talbot means no goodness by his looks, God be wi' you, my Lord: we came, Sir, but" to That we are here. [Exeunt from the walls..

Tal. And there will we be too, ere it be long, Or else reproach be Talbot's greatest fame! Vow, Burgundy, by honour of thy house, Prick'd on by public wrongs fultain'd in France, Either to get the town again, or die. And I, as sure as English Henry lives, And as his father here was conqueror, As fure as in this late-betrayed town Great Coeur-de-lion's heart was buried, i So lure I swear, to get the town, or die.

Burg. My vows are equal partners with thy vows. Tal. But ere we go, regard this dying Prince, The valiant. Duke of Bedford. Come, my Lord, We will bestow, you in some better place, Fitter for sickness and for crazy age.

tell you

Bed. Lord Talbot, do not fo dishonour me : Here I will sit before the walls of Roan, And will be partner of your weal and woe. Burg. Couragious Bedford, let us now perfuade

you. Bed. Not to be gone from hence; for once I reads Thar stout Pendragon, in his litter fick, Came to the field, and vanquished his foes. Methinks I should revive the soldiers' hearts, Because I' ever found them as myself.

Tala Undaunted spirit in a dying breast! Then be it so. Heav'ns keep old Bedford safe! : And now no more ado, brave Burgundy, . But gather we our forces out of hand, And set upon our boasting enemy.. [Exit. An alarm : excursions. Enter Sir John Fastolffe,

and a Captain. Cap. Whither away, Sir John Fastolffe, in such

haste ? Faft. Whither away? to save myself by flight. We are like to have the overthrow again.

Cap: What! will you fly, and leave Lord Talbot Fast. Ay, all the Talbots in the world to save my life.

[Exif Cap. Cowardly Knight; ill fortune follow thee !

[Exit,, Retreat : excursions. Pucelle, Alanson, and Daur. :

phin fly: Bed. Now, quiet foul, depart when Heav'n fhall.

For I lave seen our enemies' overthrow.
What is the trust or strength of foolish man?
They that of late were daring with their scoffs,
Are glad and fain by flight to save themselves.

[Dies, and is carried off in his.chair:

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