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Surely by all the glory you have won,
An if I Äy I am not Talbot's son.
Then talk no more of flight; it is no boot,
If fon to Talbot die at Talbot's foot.

Tal. Then follow thou thy desp'rate fire of Crete,
Thou Icarus ! thy life to me is sweet :
If thou wilt fight, fight by thy father's side ;
And, commendable prov'd, let's die in pride. [Exeunt.

SC E N E VII. Alarm : excursions. Enter old Talbot led by the

French. Tal. Where is my other life? mine own is gone. O! where's young Talbot? where is valiant John? Triumphant death, smear'd with captivity! Young Talbot's valour makes me finile at thee. When he perceiv'd me shrink, and on my knee, His bloody sword he brandith'd over me, And, like a hungry lion, did.commence Rough deeds of rage, and stern impatience ; But when my angry guardant stood alone, Tend'ring my ruin, and affaild of none, Dizzy-ey'd fury and great rage of heart Suddenly made hin from my side to start, Into the cluftring battle of the French, And, in that sea of blood, my boy did drench His over-mounting spirit; and there dy'd My Icarus... my blossom in his pride!

Enter John Talbot, borne. Sero. O my dear Lord! lo! where your son is borne. Tal. Thou antic death, which laught'st us here

to scorn, Anon, from thy insulting tyranny, Coupled in bonds of perpetuity, Two Talbots winged through the lither sky, In thy despight, thall’scape mortality. O thou, whole wounds become hard-favour'd death, Speak to thy father ere thou yield thy breath. Brare death, by speaking whether lie will or no ; Imagine him a Frenchman, and thy foe.

Poor boy! he smiles, methinks, as who should say, . “ Had death been French, then death had died

to-day.” Come, come, and lay him in his father's arms; My spirit can no longer bear thefe harms. Soldiers, adieu. I have what I would have, Now my old arms are young John Talbot's grave. ,

[Diet.

A CT V.

SCENE I.

Continues near Bourdeaux.

Enter, Charles, Alanson, Burgundy, Bastard and...

Pucelle.
Charles.

We should have found a bloody day of this. Baft. How the young whelp of Talbot's raging

brood Did flesh his puny sword in Frenchmens' blood !

Pucel. Once I encounter'd him, and thus I said: “ Thou maiden youth, be vanquish’d by a maid.” But with a proud, majestical, high scorn He answer'd thus: “Young Talbot was not born : “ To be the pillage of a giglot wench.” So, rushing in the bowels of the French, He left me proudly, as unworthy fight. Bur. Doubtless he would have made a noble

knight: See where he lyes, inbersed in the arms Of the most bloody nurser of his harms. Bast. Hew them to pieces, hack their bones am

sunder, Whose life was England's glory, Gallia's wonder. Char.'Oh, no. Forbear. For that which we have'

fied During the life, let us not wrong it dead.

Enter Sir William Lucy. Lucy. Conduct me to the Dauphin's tent, to know Who haihi obtain'd the glory of the day.

Char. On wbat submitlive meliage art thou sent?:
Lucy. Submitlion, Dauphin? 'tis a ineer French,

word,
We English warriors wot not what it means.
I.some to know what prisoners thou hatt ta'en,
And to survey the bodies of the dead.

Char. For prisoners ask'st thou? hell our prison is. But tell me whom thou leek’lt?

Lucy. Where is the great Alcides of the field,
Valiant Lord Talbot, Earl of Shrewsbury?
Created, for his rare success in arnis,
Great Earl of Wathford, Waterford, and Valence,
Lord Talbot of Goodrig and Urchingneld,
Lord Strange of Blackmere, Lord Verdon of Alton,
Lord Cromwell of Wingfield, Lord Furnival of

Sheffield,
The thrice victorious Lord of Faulconbridge,
Knight of the noble order of St George,
Worthy St Michael, and the Golden Fleece,
Great Marshal to our King Henry the Sixih
Of all his wars within the realm of France.

Pucel. Here is a lilly, stately style, indeed.
The Turk, that two and fifty kingdoms hath,
Writes not so tedious a style as this.
Him that thou magnify’st with all these titles,
Stinking, and fly-blown, lyes here at our feet.

Lucy. IsTalbot Nain, the Frenchmens' only scourge,
Your kingdom's terror and black Nemesis?
Oh, were mine eye-balls into bullets turn'd,
That Lin rage might Thoot them at your faces!
Oh, that I could but call these dead to life,
It were enough to fright the realm of France !.
Were but his picture left among you here,
It would amaze the proudest of you all.
Give me their bodies, that I may bear them hence,
And give them burial as. beseems their worth. .

Pucel. I think this upstart is old Talbot's ghost; He speaks with such a proud:commanding ipirit.

For God's sake let him have 'em; to keep them here, They would but stink and putrify the air.

Char. Go, take their bodies hencé.

Lucy. I'll bear them hence ;
But from their aslies, Dauphin, shall be rear'd
A phoenix, that shall make all France afear'd.

Char. So we be rid of them, do what thou wilt. - And now to Paris, in this conqu’ring vein; All will be ours, now bloody Talbot's llain. [Exeuntes

SCENE: II.

Changes to England.
Enter. King Henry, Gloucester and Exeter. -
K, Henry. Have you perus'd the letters from the

Pope,
The Emperor, and the Earl of Armagnac ?

Glou. I have, my Lord; and their intent is this;..
They humbly sue unto your Excellence,
To have a godly peace concluded of,
Between the realms of England and of France.
K. Henry. How doth your Grace affect this mon

tion ? Glou. Well, my good Lord; and as the only means To stop effufion of our Christian blood, And stablish quietnefs on ev'ry side.

K. Henry. Ay, marry, uncle; for I always thought It was both impious and unnatural, That such immanity and bloody ftrife Should reign among professors of one faith.

Glou. Beside, my Lord, the fooner to effect -
And surer bind this knot of amity,
The Earl of Armagnac, near kin to Charles,
A man of great authority in France,
Proffers his only daughter to your Grace
In marriage, with a large and fumptuous dowry.
K. Henry. Marriage ? alas ! my years are yet too

young
And fitter is my study and my books,
Than wanton dalliance with a paramour.
Yet call th'amballadors; and, as you please,

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So let them have their answers ev'ry one.
I shall be well content with any choice
Tends to God's glory, and my country's weal.

Enter Winchester, and three Ambajadors. Exet. What, is my Lord of Winchester installed, And call'd unto a Cardinal's degree? Then I perceive that will be verify'd Henry the Fifth did sometime prophesy;. “ If once he come to be a Cardinal, ." He'll make his cap coëqual with the crown.”

K. Henry. My Lords Ainbassadors, your sev'ral suits Have been consider'd and debated on. Your purpose is both good and reasonable ; And therefore are we certainly resolv'd To draw conditions of a friendly peace, Which by my Lord of Winchelter we mean Shall be transported presentiy to France.

Glou. And for the proffer of any Lord your mastery I have inform'd his Highness so at large; As, liking of the Lady's virtuous gifts, Her beauty, and the value of her dower, He doth intend she shall be England's Queen.

K.Henry. In argument and proof of which contract, Bear her this jewel, pledge of my affection, And so, my Lord Protector, see them guarded, And safely brought to Dover; where, inthipp’d, Commit them to the fortune of the sea.

[Exeunt King and train. Win. Stay, my Lord Legate, you shall first receive The sum of money which I promised Should be deliver'd to his Holiness Eor cloathing me in these grave ornaments.

Legate. I will attend upon your Lordihip's leisure:

Win. Now Winchester will not submit, I trow,
Or be inferior to the proudest.peer.
Humphry of Glo'iter, thou shalt well perceive,

That nor in birth, or for authority,
The Bilnop will be-over-borne by thee:
I'll either make thee ftoop, and bend iliy knee;
Or fack ihis country with a mutiny. [Exeunte

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