Lo, whilft I waited on my tender lambs, Dau. Thou haft aftonifh'd me with thy high terms: Only this proof I'll of thy valour make, In fingle combat thou fhalt buckle with me; Pucel. I am prepar'd; here is my keen-edg'd fword, Dau. Then come a God's name, for I fear no wo man. Pucel. And while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man. Here they fight, and Joan de Pucelle overcomes. Dau. Stay, ftay thy hands, thou art an Amazon, And fighteft with the fword of Debora. Pucel. Chrift's mother helps me, elfe I were too weak. Dau. Who-e'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must help me : Impatiently I burn with thy defire, My heart and hands thou haft at once fubdu'd; Pucel. Pucel. I must not yield to any rites of love, Dau. Mean time look gracious on thy proftrate thrall. Alan. Doubtlefs he fhrives this woman to her fmock, Elfe ne'er could he fo long protract his fpeech. Reig. Shall we disturb him since he keeps no mean? Alan. He may mean more than we poor men do know: These women are fhrewd tempters with their tongues. Reig. My lord, where are you? what devise you on? Shall we give over Orleans or no? Pucel. Why no, Ifay; diftruftful recreants. This night the fiege affuredly I'll raife: Glory is like a circle in the water; Which never ceafeth to enlarge it felf, Till by broad fpreading it difperfe to nought. Alan. Leave off delays, and let us raife the fiege. nours, Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd. SCENE Glow. I SCENE VII. Changes to London. Enter Gloucester, with his Serving-men. AM this day come to furvey the Tower; Since Henry's death I fear there is conveyance: Where be thefe warders, that they wait not here? Open the Gates. 'Tis Gloucefter that calls. I Ward. Who's there that knocks fo imperiously? 1 Man. It is the noble Duke of Gloucefter. 2 Ward. Who e'er he be, you may not be let in. 1 Man. Villains, answer you fo the Lord Protector? 1 Ward. The Lord protect him, fo we answer him, We do no otherwife than we are will'd. Glou. Who willed you or whofe will ftands but mine ? There's none Protector of the realm but I Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize ;` Gloucester's men rush at the Tower gates, andTM Wood. What noife is this? what Traitors have we here ? Glou. Lieutenant, is it you whofe voice I hear? From him I have exprefs commandment, Glou. Faint-hearted Woodvile, prizeft him 'fore me? Arrogant Wincnefter, the haughty prelate, Whom Henry our late Soveraign ne'er could brook? Thou Thou art no friend to God or to the King: Serv. Open the gates there to the Lord Protector, We'll burft them open if you come not quickly. Enter to the Protector at the Tower gates, Winchester and his men in tawny coats. Win. How now, ambitious umpire, what means this? Glou. † Piel'd Prieft, doft thou command me be shut out? Win. I do, thou most ufurping proditor, Glou. Stand back thou manifeft confpirator, Win. Nay, ftand thou back, I will not budge a foot - Hera † Peel'd, alluding to bis fhaven crown, a metaphor from a peel'd orange. The publick Stews were formerly under the district of the BiShop of Winchester. f Damafcus, N. B. About four miles from Damafcus is a high hill, reported to be the fame on which Cain flezu his brother Abel. Maundr. Trav. p. 131. if thou wilt. Glou. I will not flay thee, but I'll drive thee back: Win. Do what thou dar'ft, I beard thee to thy face. Blue coats to tawny. Prieft, beware thy beard, Here Gloucefter's men beat out the Cardinal's; and enter in the burly-burly the Mayor of London, and his Officers. Mayor. Fy, Lords, that you being fupreme magiftrates, Thus contumeliqufly fhould break the peace. Glou. Peace Mayor, for thou know'ft little of my. wrongs : Here's Beauford that regards not God nor King, Win. Here's Glo'fter too, a foe to citizens, Because he is Protector of the realm; And would have armour here out of the Tower, All manner of men affembled here in arms this day, against God's peace and the King's, we charge and command you in his Highness name, to repair to your feveral dwelling places, and not to wear, handle, or ufe any fword, weapon, or dagger henceforward, upon pain of Death. In fpight of Pope or dignities of church, Here Gloucefter's. Glou |