Between the realms of England and of France.

K. Henry. How doth your Grace affect this motion ? Glou. Well, my good Lord, and as the only means To ftop effufion of our Chriftian blood,

And stablish quietness on ev'ry fide.

K. Henry. Ay marry, uncle, for I always thought
It was both impious and unnatural,

That fuch immanity and bloody ftrife
Should reign among profeffors of one faith.

Glou. Befide, my Lord, the fooner to effect
And furer 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 ftudy and my books,

Than wanton dalliance with a paramour.
Yet call th' ambaffadors, and as you please,
So let them have their answers ev'ry one.
I fhall be well content with any choice
Tends to God's glory, and my country's weal.

Enter Winchester, and three Ambaffadors.
Exe. What, is my Lord of Winchefter inftall'd
And call'd unto a Cardinal's degree?
Then I perceive that will be verify'd
Henry the Fifth did fometime prophefie :
If once be come to be a Cardinal,

He'll make bis cap coequal with the crown.

K. Henry. My Lords ambaffadors, your fev'ral suits
Have been confider'd and debated on:

Your purpose is both good and reasonable
And therefore are we certainly refolv'd
To draw conditions of a friendly peace,
Which by my Lord of Winchester we mean
Shall be tranfported prefently to France.

Glou. And for the proffer of my Lord
your mafter,
I have inform'd his Highness fo at large,
As liking of the Lady's virtuous gifts,
Her beauty and the value of her dower,

He

He doth intend fhe fhall be England's Queen.

K. Henry. In argument and proof of which contract,
Bear her this jewel, pledge of my affection.
And fo, my Lord Protector, fee them guarded,

And fafely brought to Dover, where infhipp'd

-Commit them to the fortune of the fea. [Exeunt King and Train
Win. Stay, my Lord Legate, you fhall first receive
The fum of money which I promifed

Should be deliver'd to his Holiness,

For cloathing me in these grave ornaments.

Legate. I will attend upon your Lordship's leisure.
Win. Now Winchester will not fubmit I trow,
Or be inferior to the proudeft Peer.

Humphry of Glofter, thou shalt well perceive
That nor in birth, nor for authority,
The Bishop will be over-born by thee;

I'll either make thee ftoop and bend thy knee,
Or fack this country with a mutiny.

SCENE III.

France.

[Exeunt.

Enter Dauphin, Burgundy, Alanfon, Baftard, Reignier, and Joan la Pucelle.

Dau. This news, my Lords, may cheer our drooping fpirits: 'Tis faid the ftout Parifians do revolt,

And turn again unto the warlike French.

Alan. Then march to Paris, royal Charles of France,

And keep not back your pow'r in dalliance.

Pucel. Peace be amongst them if they turn to us,

Elfe Ruin combat with their palaces!

Enter Scout.

Scout. Succefs unto our valiant General,

And happiness to his accomplices!

Dau. What tidings fend our scouts? I pr'ythee fpeak.
Scout. The English army that divided was

Into two parts, is now conjoin'd in one,

And means to give you battle presently.

Dau. Somewhat too fudden, Sirs, the warning is;

But we will presently provide for them.

Burg. I trust the ghost of Talbot is not there;

Now he is gone, my Lord, you need not fear.
Pucel. Of all bafe paffions fear is moft accurf.

-Com

Command the conqueft, Charles, it fhall be thine :
Let Henry fret, and all the world repine.

Dau. Then on, my Lords, and France be fortunate !
[Exeunt.

[Thunder.

Alarm: excurfions. Enter Joan la Pucelle. Pucel. The Regent conquers, and the Frenchmen fly. Now help, ye charming spells and periapts; And ye choice fpirits that admonish me, And give me figns of future accidents: You fpeedy helpers that are fubftitutes Under the lordly monarch of the North> Appear, and aid me in this enterprize! Enter Fiends. This speedy quick appearance argues proof accuftom'd diligence to me. Now ye familiar fpirits that are cull'd

Of

your

Out of the pow'rful regions under earth,

Help me this once, that France may get the field.

[They walk, and speak not.

Oh, hold me not with filence over long!

Where I was wont to feed you with my blood,
I'll lop a member off, and give it you
In earnest of a further benefit:

So you do condefcend to help me now. [They bang their beads,
No hope to have redrefs? my body shall

Pay recompence, if you will grant my fuit.

Cannot my body nor blood-facrifice

[They fbake their beads.

Intreat you to your wonted furtherance ?

Then take my foul ; my body, foul and all,

Before that England give the French the foil. [They depart. See, they forfake me. Now the time is come,

That Irance muft vail her lofty plumed creft,

And let her head fall into England's lap.

My ancient incantations are too weak,
And hell too ftrong for me to buckle with:
Now, France, thy glory droopeth to the duft.

[Exit.

Excurfions. Pucelle and York fight hand to band. Pucelle is taken. The French fly.

York. Damfel of France, I think I have you faft.

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