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which before would not abide looking on. K. Henry. This moral ties me over to time, and a hot summer; and so I shall catch the fly, your cousin, in the latter end, and she must be blind too. Burg. As love is, my lord, before it loves. K. Henry. It is so; and you o some of you, thank love for my blindness; who cannot see many a fair French city, for one fair French maid that stands in my way. Fr. King. Yes, my lord, you see them perspectively, the cities turn'd into a maid; for they are all girdled within maiden walls, that war hath never enter d. K. Honry. Shall Kate be my wife? Fr. A ing. So please you. l K. If, nry. I am content; so the maiden cities you talk of, may wait on her: so the maid, that stood in the way for my wish, shall shew me the way to my wili. Fr. King. We have consented to all terms of rtosoil. K. Henry. Is’t so, my lords of England? #est. The king hath granted every article: His daughter, first; and then in sequel all, According to their firm proposed natures. Ere. Only, he hath not yet subscribed this:— Where your majesty demands,--That the king of France, having any occasion to write for matter of grant, shall name your highness in this form, and with this addition in French:—Notre tres chor fl: Henry roy d'Angleterre, her tier de France: and thus in Latin,_Praeclarissimus filius moster Henricus, rer Anglia, & hatres Francia. Fr. King. Yet this I have not, brother, so deny'd, But your request shall make me let it pass. K. Henry. I pray you then, in love and dear alliance. Let that one article rank with the rest: And, thereupon, give me your daughter. Fr. King. Take her, fair son: and from her blood raise up Issue to me: that the contending kingdoms [pale Of France and England, whose very shores look
"That is, the applicatioh of this fable, the moral being the application of a fable.
* Meaning, by touching only on select parts.
With envy of each other's happiness,
In your fair minds let this acceptance take.
K I N G H E N R Y VI.
King HENRY the Sirth.
Duke of Glost ER, Uncle to the King, and Protector.
Duke of Benford, Uncle to the King, and Re-
Cardinal Beaufort, Bishop of h’inchester, and
Duke of Exet ER.
Duke of SoMERset.
Earl of WARwick.
Earl of SALisbury.
Earl of Suffolk.
Young TALBor, his son.
Richard PLANTAGENET, afterwards Duke of
MoRTIMER, Earl of March.
Sir John FAstolfe Woodville, Lieutenant
WeRNoN, of the is hite Itose, or York Faction.
BAss ET, of the Red Rose, or Lancaster Faction.
CHARLEs, Dauphin, and afterwards King of
REIGNier, Duke of Anjou, and Titular King
Duke of Burg UN DY.
Duke of ALENgoN.
Bastard of OR LEANs.
Governor of PAR1s.
Master-Gunner of ORLEANs. Boy, his son.
An Old Shepherd, Father to Joan la Pucelle.
MARGARET, daughter to Reignier, and afterwards 2ueen to King Henry.
Countess of Auv ERG NE.
JoAN LA Pucelle, commonly called Joan of
Fiends, attending her.
Lords, Captains, Soldiers, Messengers, and several .1ttendants both on the English and French. . The S C E V E is partly in England, and partly in France.
lo. England ne'er had a king, until his time.
Bed. HU N G be the heavens with black, 10|His sparkling eyes, replete with wrathful fire, yield day to night! More dazzled and drove back his enemies, Comets, importing change of times and states, Than mid-day sun, fierce bent against their faces,
'Mr. Theobald observes, that, “the historical transactions contained in this play, take in the compass of above thirty years. I must observe, however, that our author, in the three parts of Henry P/. has not been very precise to the date and disposition of his facts; but shuffled then, backwards and forwards, out of time. For instance; the lord Talbot is kill'd at the end of the fourth act of this play, who in reality did not fall till the 13th of July 1453; and The Second Part of Henry PI opens with the marriage of the king, which was solemniz'd eight years before Talbot's death, in the year 1445. Again, in the second part, dame Eleanor Cobham is introduced to insult queen Margaret; though her
nance and banishment for sorcery happened three years before that princess cause over to England. i. point out many other transgressions against history, as far as the order of time is concerned. Indeed, though there are several master-strokes in these three plays, which incontestably betray the workinăuship of Shakspeare; yet I am almost doubtful whether they were entirely of his writing. And unless they were wrote by him very early, I should rather imagine them to have been brought to him is a director of the stage; and so have received some finishing beauties at his hand. An accurate ob*tver will easily see, the diction of them is more obsolete, and the numbers inore mean and prosaical, oria in the generality of his genuine compoua," \\ ...at
What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech: He ne'erlift up his hand but conquered. Ere. We mourn in black; Why mouri, we net in blood? Henry is dead, and never shall revive: Upon a wooden coffin we attend; And death's dishonourabie victory We with our stately presence glorify, like 'aptives bound to a triumphant car. What? shall we curse the planets of mishap, That plotted thus our glory's overthrow : Or shall we think the subtle-witted French Conjurers and sorcerers, that, afraid of him, By magic verses have contriv'd his end? Win. He was a king blest of the King of Kings. Unto the French the dreadful judgment-day So dreadful will not be, as was his sight. The battles of the Lord of Hosts he sought: The church's prayers made him so prosperous. Glo. The church where is it? Ilad not churchmen pray'd, Ilis thread of life had not so soon decay’d: None do you like but an esseminate prince, Whoin, 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 church-men, may. Glo. Name not religion, for thou lov'st the flesh; And ne'erthroughout the year to church thougo'st, Except it be to pray against thy foes. Bed. Cease, cease these jars, ind rest your minds in peace! Let's to the altar:—IIeralds, 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 mothers' moisteyes babes shall suck: Our isle be made a nourish' of salt tears, And none but women left to wall 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. Mess. My honourable lords, health to you all ! Sad tidings bring I to you out of France, Of loss, of slaughter, and discomfiture: Guienne, Champaigne, Rheins, Orleans, Paris, Guisors, }. tiers, are all quite lost. Bed. What say'st thou, man, before dead Henry's corse? Speak softly: or the loss of those great towns §§. make him burst his lead, and rise from death. Glo. Is Paris lost? Is Roan yielded up? If Henry were recall'd to life again, [ghost. These news would cause him once more yield the Exe. How were they lost? what treachery was us'd? [money. Mess. No treachery; but want of men and
Among the soldiers this is muttered,— That here you maintain several factions; And, whilst a field should be dispatch'd and fought, You are disputing of your generals. One would have ling'ring wars with little cost; Another would fly swift, but wanteth wings; A third man thinks, without expence at all, By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd. Awake, awake, English nobility; Let not sloth dim your honours, new-begot: Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms; Of England's coat one half is cut away. Ere. Were our tears wanting to this funeral, These tidings would call forth their flowing tides. Bed. Me they concern; regent lam of France:– Give me my steeled coat, I'll fight for France.— Away with these disgraceful wailing robes' Wounds I will lend the French instead of eyes, To weep their intermissive miseries. Enter to them another Messenger. 2 Mess. Lords, view these letters, full of bad mischance. France is revolted from the English quite; Except some petty towns of no import: !he slauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims; The bastard of Orleans with him is join'd ; Reignier, duke of Anjou, doth take his part: The duke of Alençon flieth to his side. [Erit. Ere. The Dauphin crowned king all ily to O, whither shall we sly from this reproach: [him Glo.We will not flybutto our enemies' throats:– 3edford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out. Bed. Gloster, why doubt'st thou of my forwardness 2 An army have I muster'd in my thoughts, Wherewith already France is over-run. Enter a third Messenger. 3 Mess. My gracious lords,--to add to your laments, Wherewith you now bedew king Henry's hearse,_ I must inform you of a dismal fight, Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French. Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame is't so? 3 Mess. O, no; wherein lord Talbot was o'erthrown: The circumstance I’ll tell you more at large. The tenth of August last, this dreadful lord, Retiring from the siege of Orleans, Having full scarce'six thousand in his troop, By three and twenty thousand of the French Was round encompassed and set upon: No leisure had he to enrank his men;
He wanted pikes to set before his archers:
Instead whereof,sharpstakes,pluck'dout of hedges,
Here, there, and ...? where, enrag’d he flew : The French exclaim'd, The devil was in arms;
* Nourish here signifies a nurse. *i. e. their miseries which have had only a short intermission from
Henry the Fifth's death to my coming amongst them.
: i.e. scarcely.
All the whole army stood agaz'd on him: His soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit A Talbot! a Talbot! cried out amain, And rush'd into the bowels of the battle. Here had the conquest fully been seal’d up, If Sir John Fastolfe had not plav'd the coward: He being in the vaward' (plac'd behind, With purpose to relieve and follow them) Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke. Hence grew the general wreck and massacre; Enclosed were they with their enemies: A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back; WhomallFrance,withherchiefassembledstrength, Durst not presume to look once in the face. Bed. Is Talbot slain? then I will slay myself, For living idly here, in pomp and ease, Whilst such a worthy loader, wanting aid, Unto his dastard foc-men is betray'd. 3. Mess. Ono, he lives; but is took prisoner, 20 And lord Scales with him, and lord Hungerford: Most of the rest slaughter'd, or took, likewise. Bed. Hisransom there is none but I shall pay: I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne, His crown shall be the ransom of my friend; Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours.— Farewell, my masters; to my task will I; Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make, To keep our great Saint George's feast withal: Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take, Whose bloodydeedsshallmake all Europe quake. 3.jsess. So you had need; for Orleansis besieg'd; The English army is grown weak and faint: The .# of Salisbury craveth supply; And hardly keeps his men from mutiny, Since they, so few, watch such a multitude. Ere. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry sworn; Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, Or bring him in obedience to your yoke. Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave, To go about my preparation. s Erit. Glo. I’ll to the Tower with all the haste I can, To view the artillery and munition; And then I willproclaimyoung Henryking.[Erit. Ere. To Eltham wills, where the youngkingis, Being ordain'd his special governor; And for his safety there I'll best advise. [Exit. #in. Each hath hisplace and function to attend: I am left out; for me nothing remains. Butlong I will not be Jack-out-of-office; The king from Eltham I intend to send, And sit at chiefeststern of public weal. S C E N E II. Before Orleans in France. Enter Charles, Alençon, and Reignier, marching with a Drum and Soldiers. Char. Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens,
* i. e. the back part of the can or front.
So in the earth, to this day is not known: Late, did he shine upon the English side; Now we are victors, upon us he smiles. What towns of any moment, but we have 2 At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans; Otherwhiles,thefamish'd English, likepale ghosts, Faintly besiege us one hour in a month. Alen. They want their porridge, and their fat bull-beeves: Either they must be dieted, like mules, And have their provender ty'd to their mouths, Orpiteous they will look like drowned mice. Reig. Let's raise thesiege;Whyliveweidlyhere? Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear: Remaineth none, but mad-brain’d Salisbury; And he may well in fretting spend his gall, Nor men, nor money, hath he to make war. Char. Sound, sound alarum; we will rush on them. Now for the honour of the forlorn French:Him I forgive my death, that killeth me,
[Here alarum, they are beaten back by the English, with great loss. Re-enter Charles, Alençon, and Reignier. Char. Who ever saw the like? what men have I?— [fled, Dogs! cowards! dastards!—I would ne'er have But that they left me 'midst my enemies. Reig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide; He fighteth as one weary of his life. The other lords, like lions wanting food, Do rush upon us as their hungry prey. Alen. Froisard, a countryman of ours, records, England all Olivers and Rowlands” bred, During the time Edward the third did reign. More truly now may this be verified; For none but Sampsons, and Goliasses, It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten I Lean raw-bon'drascals! who would e'er suppose They had such courage and audacity? §. Let's leave this town; for they are hair... brain'd slaves, And hunger will enforce them to be more eager: Of old I know them; rather with their teeth The walls they’ll tear down,than forsake thesiege. Reig. Ithink, by some odd gimmals” or device, Their arms are set, like clocks, still to strike on; Else they could ne'er hold out so, as they do. By my consent, we'll e'en let them alone. Alen. Be it so. Enter the Bastard of Orleans. Bast. Where's the Prince Dauphin? I have news for him. Dau. Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us. Bast. Methinks,yourlooksaresad,your cheart appall'd; Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence? Be not dismay’d, for succour is at hand:
* These were two of the most famous in the list of,
Charlemagne's twelvepeers; and their exploitsare render'dsoridiculously and equally extravagant by the old romancers, that from thence arose that saying amongst our plain and sensible ancestors, of giring one a Rowland for his Oliver, to signify thematching one incredible lye with another; or, as in
the modern acceptation oftheproverb, togive apersonasgooda one ashebrings.
of jointed work, where one piece moves within another, whence it is taken at large for anengine. It
snow vulgarly called a gimcrack.
* Chear is countenance, appearance.