Then take my soul; my body, soul, and all,
Before that England give the French the foil.

See! they forsake me.

[They depart.

Now the time is come,

That France must vail1 her lofty-plumed crest,
And let her head fall into England's lap.

My ancient incantations are too weak,

And hell too strong for me to buckle with ;

Now, France, thy glory droopeth to the dust. [Exit.

Alarums. Enter French and English, fighting. LA PUCELLE and YORK fight hand to hand. LA PUCELLE is taken. The French fly.

York. Damsel of France, I think I have you fast; Unchain your spirits now with spelling charms, And try if they can gain your liberty.— A goodly prize, fit for the devil's grace! See, how the ugly witch doth bend her brows, As if, with Circe, she would change my shape. Puc. Changed to a worser shape thou canst not be. York. O, Charies the dauphin is a proper man; No shape but his can please your dainty eye.

Puc. A plaguing mischief light on Charles, and

thee!

And may ye both be suddenly surprised
By bloody hands, in sleeping on your beds!

York. Fell, banning hag! enchantress, hold thy

tongue.

Puc. I pr'ythee, give me leave to curse a while. York. Curse, miscreant, when thou comest to the

stake.

[Exeunt.

Alarums. Enter SUFFOLK, leading in LADY MAR

GARET.

Suff. Be what thou wilt, thou art my prisoner.

fairest beauty, do not fear, nor fly;

[Gazes on her.

For I will touch thee but with reverent hands,
And lay them gently on thy tender side.

I kiss these fingers [Kisses her hand.] for eternal

peace:

Who art thou? say, that I may honor thee.

Mar. Margaret my name; and daughter to a king, The king of Naples, whosoe'er thou art.

Suff. An earl I am, and Suffolk am I called.

Be not offended, nature's miracle,

Thou art allotted to be ta'en by me;

So doth the swan her downy cygnets save,
Keeping them prisoners underneath her wings.
Yet, if this servile usage once offend,

Go, and be free again as Suffolk's friend.

[She turns away as going.
O, stay! I have no power to let her pass;
My hand would free her, but my heart says-no.
As plays the sun upon the glassy streams,
Twinkling another counterfeited beam,

So seems this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes.
Fain would I woo her, yet I dare not speak;
I'll call for pen and ink, and write my mind:
Fie, De la Poole! disable not thyself;1

Hast not a tongue? is she not here thy prisoner?
Wilt thou be daunted at a woman's sight?
Ay; beauty's princely majesty is such,

Confounds the tongue, and makes the senses rough.2
Mar. Say, earl of Suffolk,-if thy name be so,—
What ransom must I pay before I pass?

For, I perceive, I am thy prisoner.

Suff. How canst thou tell she will deny thy suit, Before thou make a trial of her love?

[Aside. Mar. Why speak'st thou not? What ransom must

I pay?

Suff. She's beautiful; and therefore to be wooed: She is a woman; therefore to be won.

[Aside.

1 "Do not represent thyself so weak." To disable was to dispraise, or impeach.

2 The meaning of rough here is not very evident. Sir Thomas Hanmer reads crouch.

Mar. Wilt thou accept of ransom, yea, or no? Suff. Fond man! remember, that thou hast a wife: Then how can Margaret be thy paramour? [Aside. Mar. I were best leave him, for he will not hear. Suff. There all is marred; there lies a cooling card.1 Mar. He talks at random; sure, the man is mad. Suff. And yet a dispensation may be had. Mar. And yet I would that you would answer me Suff. I'll win this lady Margaret. For whom? Why, for my king: Tush! that's a wooden thing." Mar. He talks of wood. It is some carpenter. Suff. Yet so my fancy3 may be satisfied, And peace established between these realms. But there remains a scruple in that too; For though her father be the king of Naples, Duke of Anjou and Maine, yet is he poor, And our nobility will scorn the match.

[Aside.

Mar. Hear ye, captain? Are you not at leisure? Suff. It shall be so, disdain they ne'er so much : Henry is youthful, and will quickly yield.— Madam, I have a secret to reveal.

Mar. What though I be enthralled? He seems a knight,

And will not any way dishonor me.

Suff. Lady, vouchsafe to listen what I say.

[Aside.

[Aside.

Mar. Perhaps I shall be rescued by the French;

And then I need not crave his courtesy.

Suff. Sweet madam, give me hearing in a causeMar. Tush; women have been captivate ere now.

Suff. Lady, wherefore talk you so?

[Aside.

Mar. I cry you mercy; 'tis but quid for quo.
Suff. Say, gentle princess, would you not suppose

Your bondage happy, to be made a queen?

Mar. To be a queen in bondage, is more vile, Than is a slave in base servility;

For princes should be free.

1 A cooling card was most probably a card so decisive as to cool the courage of the adversary. Metaphorically, something to damp or overwhelm the hopes of an expectant.

2 i. e. an awkward business, an undertaking not likely to succeed. 3 i. e. love.

Suff.

And so shall you,

If happy England's royal king be free.

Mar. Why, what concerns his freedom unto me? Suff. I'll undertake to make thee Henry's queen; To put a golden sceptre in thy hand,

And set a precious crown upon thy head,

If thou wilt condescend to be my

Mar.

Suff. His love.

What?

Mar. I am unworthy to be Henry's wife.
Suff. No, gentle madam; I unworthy am
To woo so fair a dame to be his wife,
And have no portion in the choice myself.
How say you, madam; are you so content?
Mar. An if my father please, I am content.

Suff. Then call our captains, and our colors, forth;
And, madam, at your father's castle walls
We'll crave a parley to confer with him.

[Troops come forward.

A parley sounded. Enter REIGNIER, on the walls. Suff. See, Reignier, see thy daughter prisoner. Reig. To whom?

Suff.

Reig.

To me.

Suffolk, what remedy?

I am a soldier, and unapt to weep,

Or to exclaim on fortune's fickleness.

Suff. Yes, there is remedy enough, my lord.
Consent (and for thy honor, give consent)
Thy daughter shall be wedded to my king;
Whom I with pain have wooed and won thereto.
And this her easy-held imprisonment

Hath gained thy daughter princely liberty.
Reig. Speaks Suffolk as he thinks?

Suff.

Fair Margaret knows,

That Suffolk doth not flatter, face, or feign.

1 To face is to carry a false appearance, to play the hypocrite.

Reig. Upon thy princely warrant, I descend, To give thee answer of thy just demand.

[Exit from the walls. Suff. And here I will expect thy coming.

Trumpets sounded. Enter REIGNIER, below. Reig. Welcome, brave earl, into our territories. Command in Anjou what your honor pleases.

Suff. Thanks, Reignier, happy for so sweet a child, Fit to be made companion with a king.

What answer makes your grace unto my suit?
Reig. Since thou dost deign to woo her little worth,
To be the princely bride of such a lord,
Upon condition I may quietly

Enjoy mine own, the county Maine, and Anjou,
Free from oppression, or the stroke of war,
My daughter shall be Henry's, if he please.
Suff. That is her ransom, I deliver her;
And those two counties, I will undertake,
Your grace shall well and quietly enjoy.
Reig. And I again,-in Henry's royal name,
As deputy unto that gracious king,

Give thee her hand, for sign of plighted faith.

Suff. Reignier of France, I give thee kingly thanks, Because this is in traffic of a king;

And yet, methinks, I could be well content
To be mine own attorney in this case.

I'll over then to England with this news,
And make this marriage to be solemnized.
So, farewell, Reignier! Set this diamond safe
In golden palaces, as it becomes.

[Aside.

Reig. I do embrace thee, as I would embrace The Christian prince, king Henry, were he here. Mar. Farewell, my lord! Good wishes, praise, and