See, where he lies inhersed in the arms Of the most bloody nurser of his harms. Baft. Hew them to pieces, hack their bones asunder; Whose life was England's glory, Gallia's wonder. Char. O, no; forbear: for that which we have fled During the life, let us not wrong it dead. Enter Sir WILLIAM LUCY, attended; a French Herald preceding. Lucy. Herald, Conduct me to the Dauphin's tent; to know Who hath obtain'd the glory of the day. Char. On what submissive message art thou sent? Lucy. Submiffion, Dauphin? 'tis a mere French word; We English warriors wot not what it means. I come to know what prifoners thou haft ta'en, And to furvey the bodies of the dead. Char. For prifoners afk'st thou? hell our prifon is. But tell me whom thou feek'st. Lucy. Where is the great Alcides of the field, Valiant lord Talbot, earl of Shrewsbury? Created, for his rare fuccefs in arms, Great earl of Washford, Waterford, and Valence; Lord Talbot of Goodrig and Urchinfield, Lord Strange of Blackmere, lord Verdun of Alton, Knight of the noble order of faint George, Of all his wars within the realm of France? The Turk, that two and fifty kingdoms hath, Writes Writes not fo tedious a ftile as this. Him, that thou magnify'st with all these titles, Lucy. Is Talbot flain; the Frenchmen's only scourge, Your kingdom's terror and black Nemefis? O, were mine eyeballs into bullets turn'd, Give me their bodies; that I may bear them hence, Puc. I think, this upftart is old Talbot's ghoft, Char. Go, take their bodies hence. But from their afhes fhall be rear'd I'll bear them hence: A phoenix that fhall make all France afeard. Char. So we be rid of them, do with 'em what thou wilt. And now to Paris in this conquering vein; All will be ours now bloody Talbot's flain. [Exeunt. ACT ACT V. SCENE I. London. A Room in the Palace. Enter King HENRY, GLOSTER, and EXETER. K. Hen. Have you perus'd the letters from the pope, The emperor, and the earl of Armagnac ? Glo. I have, my lord; and their intent is this, They humbly fue unto your excellence, To have a godly peace concluded of, Between the realms of England and of France. K. Hen. How doth your grace affect their motion? Glo. Well, my good lord; and as the only means To ftop effufion of our Christian blood, And 'stablish quietness on every fide. K. Hen. 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. Proffers his only daughter to your grace In marriage, with a large and fumptuous dowry. K. Hen. Marriage, uncle? alas! my years are young, And fitter is my ftudy and my books, Than wanton dalliance with a paramour. So let them have their anfwers every one: I fnali I shall be well content with any choice, Tends to God's glory, and my country's weal. Enter a Legate, and two Ambaffadors, with WINCHES- Exe. What is my lord of Winchester install'd, He'll make his cap co-equal with the crown. K. Hen. My lords ambassadors, your several suits Glo. And for the proffer of my lord your master,— K. Hen. In argument and proof of which contract, Bear her this jewel, [to the Amb.] pledge of my affec tion. And fo, my lord protector, fee them guarded, [Exeunt King HENRY and Train; GLOSTER, EXE- Win. Stay, my lord legate; you fhall first receive The fum of money, which I promised Should Should be deliver'd to his holiness For clothing me in these grave ornaments. Leg. I will attend upon your lordship's leisure. Or be inferior to the proudest peer. Humphrey of Glofter, thou fhalt well perceive, The bishop will be overborne by thee: I'll either make thee ftoop, and bend thy knee, SCENE II. France. Plains in Anjou. [Exeunt. Enter CHARLES, BURGUNDY, ALENÇON, LA PUCELLE, and Forces, marching. Char. These news, my lords, may cheer our drooping fpirits: 'Tis said, the ftout Parifians do revolt, And turn again unto the warlike French. Alen. Then march to Paris, royal Charles of France, And keep not back your powers in dalliance. Puc. Peace be amongst them, if they turn to us; Else, ruin combat with their palaces! Enter a Meffenger. Mef. Succefs unto our valiant general, And happiness to his accomplices ! Char. What tidings fend our scouts ? I pr'ythee, speak. Mef. The English army, that divided was Into two parts, is now conjoin'd in one; And means to give you battle presently. Char. |