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FIRST PART

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KING HENRY VZ.

LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. Malone luppoiet tins portion of Henry VI. to hare been written in 1589; but doubts, with Theobald* whether th« three play* comprised under the title of Henry VI. were actually composed by Shakspearc. Dr. Johnson however maintains, that they exhibit ** no marks of spurious uess," and that they " are declared to be genuine by the voice of Shaktpearc himself. The transaction* of the piece are scattered through a period of thirty years, and introduced with little regard to historical accuracy. Lord Talbot who is killed at the end of the fourth art, did not in reality fall until July 13, 14S3; and the second part of Henry VI. opens with th« king'* marriage, which waa Solemnized in the year 1445, or eight years before Talbot's death. In the same part, Dame Eleanor Cobb am is introduced to insult Queen Margaret; though bcr penance and banishment for sorcery happened three years before that princess arrived in England* These deviations from the pnge of

history are of little consequence to the mere lover of dramatic literature, at tbey neither weaken the gratift* cation, nor diminish the effect of the scenic narrative. Poetry appeals to the passions, and imagination, like a true magician, lends her most powerful spells to excite or subdue them. But there are many to whom the great events of history are known only through the fascinating medium of a play or a romance ; and it is frequently difficult, if not disagreeable to efface, in after life, the distorted impressions which they leave upon the memory. When viewed in the sober simplicity of historic truth, a favourite hero often loses much of his glitter, and a detested villain soma portion of his turpitude. It is therefore of no little consequence to examine the materials of a dramatic fabric, to eeparate truth from fiction, and to shew 44 the age and body of the time, bis form and pressure i" because, in lauding- the productions of Shakspearc (particularly those historical pieces upon which he exercised such masterly talents,) it has been the fashion to represent them not only as morally entertaining* but alio as politically tiufruclict; an attribute with which, examination shows, it is dangerous to invest thenu

DRAMATIS PERSONS.

Kino Henry Thb Sixtb.
Duke Ok Glostek, Uncle to the King, and
Protector.

Duke or Bedford, Undo to the King, and
Regent of France.

Thomas Beaufort, Duke of Exeter, great
Uncle to the King.

Henry Beaufort, great Uncle to the King,
Bishop of Winchester; and after-
wards Cardinal.

John Beaufort, Earl of Somerset; afterwards Duke.

Richard PLANTAGiNBT,eWe*f .ton of Richard,
late Earl of Cambridge ; afterwards
Duke of York.

Earl or Warwick:.Earl or Salisbury.—
Earl or Suffolk.

Lord Talbot, afterwards Earl of Shrews-
bury.

John Talbot, his Son.
Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March.
Mortimer's Keeper, and a Lawyer.
Sir John Fastolfe.—Sir William Lucy.
Sir William Glan&dale.Sir Thomas GAR-
OKA YE.

Mayor Op London.

Woody Ills, Lieutenant of the Tower.

Vernon, of the White Rose, or York Fat. turn.

Basset, of the Red Rose, or Lancaster Fac-
tion.

Charles, Dauphin, and afterwards King of
France.

Reigniek, Duke of Attjou, and titular King
of Naples.

Duke Ok Burgundy.—Duke Ok Alkk?un.
Governor Ok Paris.Bastard Op Orleans.
Master-gunner Ok Orleans, and his Son.
General Ok The French Forces in Hour
deanx.

A French Sergeant.—A Porter.
An Old Shepherd, Father to Joan la
Puce tie.

Margaret, Daughter to Reignicr; after-
wards married to King Henry.

Countess Op Auvbrgnk.

Joan La Pucellr, commonly called Joan of
Arc.

Fiends appearing to La Pucellc, Lords,
Warders of the Tower, Heralds, Officers,
Soldiers, Messengers, and several Attend-
Ihe English and French.

t both t

Scene, partly In England, and partly in Fraive.

ACT I.

SCENE I.—Westminster Abbey.

Dead march. Corpse of King Henry the
Fifth discovered, tying in state; attended
on by the Dukes of Bedford, Glostbr, and
Exeter; the Earl of Warwick, the Bishop
of Winchester, Heralds, 4c.
Bed. Hung be the heavens with black, yield
day to night 1

Comets, importing change of times and states,
Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky;
And with them scourge the bad revolting stars,
That have consented unto Henry's death (
Henry tbe fifth too famous to live long 1
England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
Gto. England ne'er Lad a king, until his
time.

Virtue he bad, deserving to command:

His braudishM sword did blind men with his

His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings;

His sparkling eyes replete with wrathful fire,
More dazzled and drove hack his enemies,
Than mid-day sun, fierce bent against their
faces.

What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech:
He ne'er lift up his hand, hut conquered.

Ext. We mourn in black; Why mourn we not in blood t Henrv is dead, and never shall revive: Upon a wooden coffin we attend; And death's dishonourable victory We with our stately presence glorify, Like captives bound to a triumphant car, What? shall we curse the planets of mishap. That plotted thus our glory's overthrow T Or shall we think the siibtle-witttd French Conjurers and sorcerers, that, afraid of him. By magic verses * have contm'd his end 1

Win. He was a king bless'd of the King of kings.

Unto the French the dreadful judgment day
So dreadful will not be, as was bis ft$ht.
The battles of the Lord of hosts be (ought;
The church's prayers made him so prosperous-
(Jto. The church I where is it i Had not
churchmen pray'd,
His thread of life had not so soon decay'd:
None do you like but an effeminate prince,
Whom like a school-boy you may over-awe.
IIHi, cluster, wbate'er we like, thou art pro-
tector,

And lookest to command the prince and realm,
Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,
More than God, or religious churchmen, may.
Glo. Name not religion, for thou lov'st the

fir-1);

And ne'er throughout the year l> church thou

go'st,

Except It be to pray against thy toes.

lied. Cease, cease these jars, and rest your minds in peace! Let's to the altar Heralds, 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, [suck; When at their mothers' moist eyes babes shall Our isle be made a nourish t of salt tears. And none but women left to wail the dead. Henry t!ie fifth I thy ghost I invocate; Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils I Combat with adverse plaueta in the heavens! A far more glorious star thy soul will make. Than Julius Csesar, 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: Oulenne, Champaigue, Kbeims, Orleans, Paris, Guysors, Pointers, are all quite lost. Bed. What say'st thou, man, before dead Henry's corse 1 softly; or the loss of those great towns make him burst his lead, and rise from death.

dto. Is Paris loslT is Rouen yielded up T If Henry were reeall'd to life again. These news would cause biin once more yield the ghost.

t'ic. How were they lost! what treachery was ns'd 1

Mess. N'o treachery; but want of men and money.

Among the soldiers this is muttered,—
That here you maintain several factions;
And whilst a field should be despatched and
fought.

You are disputing of your generals.

One would have ling'ring wars, with little cost;

* There Wm n notion lone; prevalent, ibet life »igtit I- taken Ikiv by uirtritnl charmi.

t Nunc Mm ,m. u-i.tl, to spelt.

Another would fly swift but wanteth wings;
A third man thinks, without expense at all.
By guileful fair words peace may be obtaiu'd.
Awake, awake, English nobility!
Let not sloth dim your houours, uew-begot:
Cropp'd are the flower-de luces in your arms;
Of England's coat one haL' is cut away.

Exe* Were our tears wanting to this funeral. These tidings would call forth her* flowiug tides.

Bed. Me they concern; r**gent I am of France:—

Give me my steeled coat, I'll fight for France.— Away with these disgraceful wailing robes I Wounds I will lend the French, instead of eyes, To weep their lutermiasive miseries, f

Enter another Mes4encer.

2 Mess. Lords, view these letters, full of bad

mischance, France is revolted from the English quite; Except some petty towns of no import: The dauphin Charles is crowned king tu

KhHins:

The bastard of Orleans with hi in is joiuM i
Reignier, duke of Anjou, doth take his pail f
The duke of Aleu<;on tlieth to his side.

Exe. The Dauphin crowned king I all fj to him?

O whither shall we fly from this reproach I Glo. We will not fly, but to our enemies' throats:

Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out
Bed. Gloster, why douht'st thou of my for-
wardness I

An army have I muster'd in nty thoughti
Wherewith already France is over-run.

Enter a third Messenger. S Mess. My gracious lords,—tu add to your laments.

Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's

hearse,— f must inform you of a dismal Aght, Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French. Win. What I wherein Talbot overcame f ist

sot

3 Mess. O no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'er

thrown:

The circumstance I'll tell you more at largei
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 eurauk his men;
He wanted pikes to set before bis archers;
Instead whereof, sharp stakes, pluck'd out of
hedges.

They pitched in the ground confusedly,
To keep the horsemen off from breaking in.
More than three hours the fight continued;
Where valiant Talbot, above human thought.
Enacted wonders with his sword and lance.
Hundreds be sent to hell, and none durst stand
him;

Here, there, and every whore, enrag'd be slew:
The French exclaiin'd. The devil was in anus;
All the whole army stood agaz'd on him:
His soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit,
A Talbot I a Talbot 1 cried out amain,
And ruah'd into the bowels of the battle.
Here had the conquest fully been seal'U up.
If Sir John Fastolfe bad not play'd the coward;
He being in the vaward, (plac*d behind.
With purpose to relieve and follow them,)
Cowardly lied, 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 grace.
Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back;

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Whom all France, with their chief assembled strength.

Durst not presume to look once In the face.

Bed. Is Talbot slain! then I will slay myself, For living idly here, iu pomp and ease. Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid, Unto his dastard foe-man is betray'd.

3 Mess. O no, be lives; but is took prisoner, And lord Scales with him, and lord Hungerford i

Most of the rest slaugbterM, or took, likewise. Bed. His ransom there is none but I shall pay:

hale the Dauphin headlong from bis throne His crown shall be the ransom of my friend; Four of their lords I'll change for one of oar's.-—

Farewell, my masters; to my task will 1;
Bonfires in Franc* forthwith I am to make,
To keep our great Saint George's feast witbal i
Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take,
Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe

3 Mess. So you had need; for Orleans is be
aieg'd;

Tbe English army Is grown weak and faint:
The earl of Salisbury craveth supply.
And hardly keeps bis men from mutiny.
Since they, so few, watch such a multitude.
Exe. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry
sworn:

Eitber to quell tbe Daupblu utterly,

Or bring him in obedience to your yoke.

Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave, To go about my preparation. [Exit.

Glo. I'll to the Tower, with all the baste I can,

To view the artillery and munition;

And then 1 will proclaim young Henry king.

{Exit.

Exe. To Eltbam will I, where the young king Is,

Being ordaiu'd bis special governor;
And for his safety there 1'il best advise.

{Exit.

Win. Each hath his place and function to attend:

I am left out; for me nothing remains.
But long I will not be Jack-otit-of-office;
The king from Eltbam I intend to send,
And sit at chiefest stem of public weal.

[Exit* Scene closes.

SCEXE 11.—France.— Before Orleans.

Enter Charles, with his Forces; Alkncon, Rbicnier, and others.

Char. Mars bis true moving, even as in the

Re-enter Charles, Albion, Reiqnier, and others.

Char. Who ever saw tbe like t what meu have
I T—

Dogs I cowards I dastard* * -4 •* **«M ne'er have fled.

But that they left me midst my enemies.

Reig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide j
He flgmeth as one weary of his life.
The other lords, like lions wanting food,
Do rush upon us as their hungry prey. *

Alen. Frolssard, a countryman of our's, records,

England all Olivers and Rowlands t bred.
During the time Edward the third did reign.
More truly now may this be verified;
For none but Samsoos and Goliasses,
It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten 1
Lean raw-boii'd rascals 1 who would e'er sup-
pose

They had such courage and audacity t
Char. Let's leave this town; for they are hair-
brain'd slaves,
And hunger will enforce them to be more ea-
ger:

Of old I know them ; rather with their teeth The walls they'll tear down, than forsake the siege.

Relg. 1 think, by some odd gimmals: or device,

Their arms are set, like clocks, Btill to strike on;
Else ne'er could they h ild 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 blm. Char. Bastard § of Oi leans, thrice welcome to

looks are sad, your

So In the earth to this day Is not known:
Late did he sbine upon the English side;
Now we are victors upon us he smiles.
What towns of any moment, but we havet
At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans;
Otherwhlles, the famish'd English, like pale
ghosts,

Faintly besiege us one hour In a month.
Alen. They want their porridge, and their fat
bull-beeves:
Either tbey must be dieted like mules,
And have their provender tyed to their mouths,
Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice.
Reig. Let's raise the siege; Why live we idly
here f

Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear:
Remainetb none but m ad-brain'd Salisbury;
And he may well in fretting spend bis gait,
Nor men, nor money, batb be 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 killetfa me,
When he sees me go back one foot, It fly.

[Exeunt

Bast. Metblnks, your
cheer H appall'd;
Hath tbe late overthrow wrought this offence f
Be not dismay'd, for succour is at band:
A holy maid hither with me I bring,
Which, by a vision sent to her from heaven,
Ordained Is to raise this tedious siege.
And drive the English forth the bounds of
Fi anre.

The spirit of deep prophecy she hath.
Exceeding the niue sibyls ^ of old Koine;
What's past, and what's to come, sue can
descry.

Speak, shall I call her iu f Believe my words,
For they are certain and infallible.
Char. Go, call her in: [Exit Bastard.] But
first, to try her skill,
Relgnier, stand thou as Daupbin in my place:
Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern;—
By this means shall we sound what skill she
hath. [Retires.

*>/fr Lapucbllb, Bastardo/ Orleans, and others.

Reig. Fair maid, Is't thou wilt do these wond'rous feats T

Puc. Reignier, is't thon that thinkest to beguile met— Where Is the Dauphin t—come, come from behind;

I know thee well, though never seen before.
Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me;
Id private will I talk with thee apart :—

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Stand back, you lords, and give its leave awbite.

Reig. She takes upon tier bravely at first dash.

Puc. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daughter, My wit uiitrain'd in any kind of art. Heaven, and our lady gracious, hath it pleas'd To shine on my contemptible estate: Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs, And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks, God's mother deigned to appear to me; And, in a vision full of majesty, WHIM me to leave my base vocation, And free my couutry from calamity; Her aid she promis'd, and assured success: In complete glory she reveaPd herself; And, whereas 1 was black aud swart before, With those clear rays which she infus'd on me, That beauty am I bless'd with, which you see. Ask me what question thou canst possible, And I will answer unpremeditated: My courage (ry by combat, if thou dar'st, And thou sbalt And that I exceed my sex. Resolve on this; * Thou shalt be fortunate. If thou receive me for thy warlike mate.

Char* Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high

Only this proof I'll of thy valour make,—
In single combat thou shalt buckle with me;
And, If thou vanquishes!, thy words are true;
Otherwise, I renounce all confidence.
Puc. I am prepar'd : here is my keen-edg'd
sword,

Deck'd with five Aour-de-luces on each side;
The which at Tourafaie, in Saini Katharine's

church-yard. Out of a deal of old Iron I chose forth. Char, Then come o'God's name, 1 fear no

Puc. And, while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man. [They t/ight.

Char. Stay, stay thy hands \ tbeu ait an

Amazon,

And tightest with the sword of Deborah. Puc. Christ's mother helps me, else I were too weak.

Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must help me: Impatiently I hum with thy desire; My heart and hands thou hast at once subdn'd. Excellent Puerile, if thy name be so, Let me thy servant, and not sovereign be; 'I 'is the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus.

Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, For my profession's sacred from above: When I nave chased all thy foes from hence, Then will I think upon a recompense.

Char. Meantime, look gracious oil thy prostrate thrall.

Heig. My lord, metbinks, Is very long in talk. Attn. Doubtless be shrives this woman to her smock:

Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech. lieig. Shall we disturb him, since he kacps no

Attn. He may mean more than we poor men do know:

These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues.

Reig. My lord, wheie are you 7 what devise you on f

Shall we give over Orleans or no T
Puc. Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants!

Fight till the last gasp; I will be your guard. Char. What she says, I'll confirm; well fight it out.

Puc. Asilgn'd am I to be the English scourge.
This night the siege assuredly I'll raise:
Expect Saint Martin's summer,! halcyon days,
Since 1 have entered into these wars.
Glory Is like a circle in the water,

* Br firmly srtv sded of it.
♦ Bapeet prosperity after mitlortan*.

Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,

Till by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.

Wiih Henry's death, the English circle ends;

Dispersed are the glories it included.

Now am I like that proud insulting ship,

Which Csesar and his fortune bare at once.

Char. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove T * Thou with an eagle art inspired then. Helen, the mother of great Constantino, Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters, t were tike thee. Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the earth, How may I reverently worship thee enough?

Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege.

Relg. Woman, do what thou can'st to save

our honours; Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd. Char. Presently we'll try Come iet's away

about it:

No prophet will I trust, if she prove false.

[Exeunt.

SCEXE I/L—London.—Hill before the Tower.

Enter, at the Gates, the Duke of Gloster, with his Serving men, In blue coats. Glo. 1 am come to survey the Tower this day; Since Henry's death, L fear, there is conveyance. J—Where be these warders, that they wait not here t Open the gates ; Gloster it ts that calls. [servants knock.

I Hani. [Within.] Who is there that knocks so imperiously f

1 Serv. H is the noble Duke of Gloster.

2 Hard. [Within.] Whoe'er he be you may

not be let in. 1 Serv. Answer you so the lord protector, villains?

I Ward. [Within.] The Lord protect him! so we answer him; We do no otherwise than we arc will'd. Glo. Who will'd you 7 or whose will stands but mine t

There's Roue protector of the realm, but I.—
Break up , the gates, I'll be your warrantize:
Shall 1 be flouted thus by dunghill gtooms I

SirTAnts rush at the Tower Gates. Enter, to the Gates, Woodvillb, the Lieutenant.

Wood. [Within.] What noise is tfcUl what

traitors have we here T Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I

bear 7

Open the gates: here's Gloster that would enter. Wood. [Within.] Have patience noble duke.

1 may not open;

The cardinal of Winchester forbids:
From him I have express commandment,
That thou, nor none of thine, shall be let in.
Glo. Fa int-heat ted Woodvilie, prizes t him
Yore me l

Arrogant Winchester? that haughty prelate,
Whom Harry, our late sovereign, ne'er
brook 7

Thou art no friend to God or to the king:
Open the gales, or 111 shut thee out shortly.
1 Serv. Open the gates unto the lord pro-
tector; [quickly.
Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not

Enter Winchester, Attended by a Train of
Servants in tawny Coats.
Win. How now, ambitious Humphry 7 what

means this t Glo. Piel'd priest, H dost thou command me to" be shut out 7

* Mahomet persuaded hit follower* that a dore which he had taught wheu hungry to light upon his shoulder, and tbruit its bill iuto bis mouth, was the Holy <"*'

t Meaning the four daughters of Philiu iu< tm Acts xxi. 9.

2 Tbefl. , Break open-.
| Alluding to his shaven crown.

Win, I do, Hh.u most usurping proditor,* And not protector of the king or realm.

Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator; Thou, (bat contrlv'dst to murder our dead lord; Thou that giv'st whores t indulgences to sin: Pll canvas \ thee in thy broad cardinal's hat,

If thou proceed in this thy insolence.

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This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain,
To slay thy brother Abel if thou wilt.
Glo. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee
hack:

Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth
I'll use, to carry thee out of this place.

Win. Do what thou dar'st; I beard thee to
thy face.

Glo. YVhatl am I dar'd, aud bearded to my face f—

Draw, men, for all this privileged place; Blue-coats to tawny-coals. Priest, beware

your beard; [gloster and Ms Men attack the Bishop. I mean to tug it, aud to cuff you soundly: Under my feet 1 stamp thy cardinal's bat; In spite of po|>e or dignities of church, Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and downWin. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the

pope.

Glo. Winchester goose, $ I cry—a rope I rope I— [stay?— Now beat them hence. Wby do you let them 't iJco Pll chase hence, thoa wolf in sheep's array.—

Out, tawny coaut—oat, scarlet || hypocrite I

Here a great Tumult. In the midst of if, Enter the Mayor of London, and Officers. Matt. Fie, lords I that you, being supreme magistrates, Thus contumelious)}' should break the peace ( Glo. Peace, mayor ; thou kuow'st little of my wrongs:

Here's Beaufort that regards nor God nor king, Halb here distraiu'd the Tower to his use.

Win. Here's Gloster too a foe to citizens: One that still motions war, and never peace, O'ercharging yonr free purses with large flues; That seeks to overthrow religion. Because he is protector of tbe realm; And would have armour here out of the Tower To crown himself kiug, aud suppress tbe prince. Glo. I will not answer ibee with words, but blows. [Here they skirmish again. May. Nought rest for me, in this tumultuous strife,

But to make open proclamation

Come, officer ; as loud as e'er thou canst.

Off. All manner of vien assembled 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 yonr several duelling places ; and not to n ear, handle, or use any sword, weapon, or dagger, hence~ forward, upon pain of death.

Glo. Cardinal, Pll be no breaker of the law: But we shall meet, aud break our minds at large.

W in. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear coast be sure:

Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work. May. Pll call for clubs, V if you will not away :—

This cardinal Is more haughty lliau the devil.

Glo. Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou niay'st.

Win. Abominable Gloster I guard thy bead; For I intend to have it ere long. [Exit.

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May. See the coast clear il, and then we will depart.—

Good God ! that nobles should such stomachs * bear I

I myself fight not once in forty year. [Exeunt. SCENE IVtFrance.—Before Orleans.

Enter, on the Walls, the Mastkr-gunnkk
and his Son.
At. Gnu. Sirrah, tbou kuow'st how Orleans
is besieg'd;
And bow the English have the suburbs won.
.Villi. Father, I know; aud oft have shot a<
them,

Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss'd my aim.
M. Gun. But now thou sbalt not. Be thou

ritl'd by me:
Chief master-gunner am I of this towu;
Something I must do, to procure ine grace: t
I iic prince's espials J have infoinietl me,
How tbe English, in the suburbs dose in

treueb'd.

Wont, through a secret gate of iron bars
In yonder tower, to over peer tbe city;
And thence discover how, with most advan*
tage,

They may vex us, with shot or with assault.

To Intercept this inconvenience,

A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have ptae'd;

And fully even these three days have I watch'd,

If 1 could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch.

For I can stay no longer.

If tbou spy'st any run and bring me word;

Aud thou shall Mud me at the governor's.

[Exit.

Father, I warrant you; take you no

care;

I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.

Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Tower, the Lords Salisbury and Talbot, Sir William Glansdale, Sir Thomas GarGrave, and others.

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again retur.iM t How wert thou handled, being prisoner? Or by what means got'st thou to be releas'd! Discourse, I pr'ythee on this turret's top.

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner. Called—tbe brave lord Ponton de Santrailles; For him I was exchang'd and ransomed. But with a baser man of arms by far, m*Once, In contempt, they would have battel'd Which I, disdaining, scoru'd : aud craved death Rather than I would be so pll'd esteemed. $ In flue, redeem'd I was as I desir'd. But ob ! the treacherous Fastulfe wounds my heart: Whom with my bare fists 1 would execute, If I now had him brought into my power.

Sat. Yet tell'At thou not, how thou wert entertain *d.

Tal. With scon's, and scorns, aud coutuiue-
lious taunts.
In open market-place produe'd tbey ine,
To be a public spectacle to all;
Here, said they, is tbe terror of the French,
The scare-scrow that affrights our children so.
Then broke 1 from the officer* that led me;
And with my nails digg'd stones out of tbe
ground,

To burl at the beholders of my shame.
My grisly counteuaiice made others fly;
None durst come near for fear of sudden
death.

n iron walls tbey deem'd me not secure;
So great fear of my name 'mougst them was
spread,

That they suppos'd I could reud bars of steel.
And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:
Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
That walk'd about me every minute-while;
Aud if I did but stir out my bed
Heady they were to shoot me to the heart.

♦ Favour. I Spier

) So Utij ofhouOHra.

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