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Stand back, you lords, and give us leave a. Which never ceaseth to enlarge itseli, while.

Till by broad spreading, it disperse to bought. Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first With Henry's death, the English cirele ends; dash.

Dispersed are the glories it included. Puc. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's Now am I like that proud insulting ship, daughter,

Wbich Cæsar and his fortune bare at once. My wit untraind in any kind of art.

Char. Was Mahomet inspired with a dore ! Heaven, and our lady gracious, hath it pleas'd Thou with an eagle art inspired tben. To shine on my contemptible estate :

Helen, the mother of great Constantine, Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs,

Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters, t were like thee. And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks, Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the earth, God's mother deigned to appear to me ;

How may I reverently worship thee enongh! And, in a vision full of majesty,

Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the Will'd me to leave my base vocation,

siege. And free my country from calamity :

Reig. Woman, do what thou call'st to save Her aid sbe promis'd, and assur'd success :

our honours ; In complete glory she reveal'd herself;

Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd. And, whereas I was black and swart before, Char. Presently we'll try :-Come let's away With those clear rays which she infus'd on me,

about it : That beauty am I bless'd with, wbich you see. No prophet will I trast, if she prove false. Ask me what question thou canst possible,

And I will answer unpremeditated :
My courage try by combat, if thou dar'st, SCENE II1.- London.-Hill before the
And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex.

Resolve on this : • Thou shalt be fortunate,
If thou receive me for thy warlike mate.

Inter, at the Gates, the Duke of GLOSTER, Char. Thou bast astonish'd me with thy high

with his Serring-men, in blue coals. terms;

Glo. I am come to survey the Tower this Only this proof l’ll of thy valour make,-- day; Since Henry's death, I fear, there is In single combat thou shalt buckle with me ; conveyance. - Where be these warders, that And, if thou vanquishest, thy words are true ; they wait not here ? Open the gates : Glostor it is Otherwise, I renounce alí confidence.

that calls.

[SERVANTS Kwark. Puc. I am prepar'd : here is my keen-edg'd I Ward. [Within.) Who is there that knocks sword,

so imperiously I Deck'd with five four-de-luces on each side ; 1 Serv. It is the noble Duke of Gloster. The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's 2 Ward. [Within.) Whoe'er he be you may church-yard,

not be let in. Out of a deal of old iron I chose forth.

I Serv. Answer you so the lord protector, Char. Then come o'God's name, I fear no

villains ? woman.

1 Ward. (Within.) The Lord protect bim! Puc. And, while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a

so we answer bim : man.

[They fight. We do no otherwise than we are willid. Char. Stay, stay thy bands , thou art an Glo. Who will'd you ? or whose will stands Amazon,

but mine? And fightest with the sword of Deborah. There's none protector of the realm, but I.Puc. Christ's mother helps ine, else I were Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize : too weak.

Shall I be fouted thus by dunguill grooms? Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must help me :

SERVANTS rush at the Touer Gates. Estes, Impatiently I burn with thy desire ;

to the Gates, WOODVILLE, the Lieutenant. My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu'd. Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so,

Wood. (Within.) What noise is this ? what Let me thy servant, and not sovereign be ;

traitors have we here? 'Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus.

Glo. Lientenant, is it you, whose voice ! Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love,

hear ? For my profession's sacred from above :

Open the gates : here's Gloster that wonld enter. When I have chased all thy foes from hence,

Wood. (Within.) Have patience noble doke. Then will I think upon a recompense.

I may not open ; Char. Meantime, look gracious on thy pros.

The cardinal of Winchester forbids : trate thrall.

From him I have express coinmandment, Reig. My lord, methinks, is very long in talk. That thou, nor none of thine, shall be let in. Alen. Doubtless he shrives this woman to her

Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest bim smock :

'fore me? Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech. Arrogant Winchester ? that hangbty prelate, Reig. Shall we disturb him, since he keeps no

Whom Harry, our late sovereign, ne'er could mean?

brook ? Alen. He may mead more than we poor men

Thou art no friend to God or to the king : do know :

Open the gates, or I'll sbat thee out shortly. These women are shrewd tempters with their

1 Serv. Open the gates unto the ford protongues.


(quickly Reig. My lord, where are you ? what devise Or we'll burst them open, if that you come nal

you on? Shall we give over Orleans or no?

Enter WINCHESTER, Attended by a Trais er Puc. Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants !

Servants in tawny Coats. Fight till the last gasp ; I will be your guard.

Win. How now, ambitious Humphry ? what Char. Wbat she says, I'll confirm ; we'll fight

means this ? it out.

Glo. Piel'd priest, || dost thou command me Puc. Assign'd am I to be the English scourge.

to be shut out! This night the siege assuredly I'll raise : Expect Saint Martin's summer, + halcyon days, • Mahomet persuaded his followers that a dore which Since I have entered into these wars.

he had taught when hungry to light upon his sheelde, Glory is like a circle in the water,

and thrast its bill into his mouth, was the Holy Ghort!

+ Meaning the four daughters of Philip meationed

in Acts xxi. 9. • Be firmly prersuaded of it.

Break open. + Expect prosperity after misfortune.

1 Theft.

| Alluding to his shasen crown.

Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor, May. See the coast clear'd, and then we will And not protector of the king or realm.

depart.Glo. Stand back, thou mavifest conspirator ; Good God that nobles should such stomachs • Thou, that contriv’dst to murder our dead lord ;

bear! Thou that giv'st whores + indulgences to sin : I myself tight not once in forty year. (Exeunt. I'll canvas 1 thee in thy broad cardinal's bat, If thou proceed in this thy insolence.

SCENE IV.-France.- Before Orleans. Win. Nay, staud thou back, I will not budge a foot ;

Enter, on the Walls, the MASTER-GUNNER

and his Son. This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain, To slay thy brother Abel if thou wilt.

M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans Glo: I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee and how the Eyglish have the suburbs won.

is besiey'd; back : Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth

Son. Father, I know; aud ost have shot at

them, I'll use, to carry thee out of this place. Win. Do what thou dar’st; 1 beard thee to Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss’d iny aim.

M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou thy face. Glo. What ? am I dar'd, and bearded to my Chief master-gunner am I of this town ;

rul'd by ine : face

Something I must do, to procure me grace: 1
Draw, men, for all this privileged place;

The prince's espials bave informed me,
to tawny-coats. Priest, beware
your beard ;

How the English, in the suburbs close in(Gloster and his Men attack the Bishop. Wont, through a secret gate of iron bars

trenchi'd, I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly:

In yonder tower, to overpeer the city ; Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat;

And thence discover how, with most advanIn spite of pope or dignities of church,

tage, Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down. Win. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the They may vex ns, with shot or with assault. pope.

To intercept this inconvenience, Glo. Winchester goose, s I cry—a rope! a And fully even these three days have I watchd,

A piece of ordnance 'gainst it i have plac'd ; ropel

(stay?Now beat them bence.

If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch, Why do you let them Thee I'll chase hence, thoa wolf iu sheep's it thou spy'st any run and bring me word ;

For I can stay no longer. array.

And thou shalt tind me at the governor's. Out, tawny coats !-out, scarlet || bypocrite!

[Exit. Here a great Tumult. In the midst of it, Son. Father, I warrant you; take you no Enter the Mayor of London, and Officers.

care ; May. Fie, lords ! that you, being supreme

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

Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Tower, Tbus containeliously should break the peace ! the Lords SALISBURY and TALBOT, Sir Glo. Peace, mayor ; thou know'st lule of


GRAVE, and others.
Here's Beaufort that regards nor God nor king,
Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use.

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd? In. Here's Gloster too a foe to citizens :

How wert thou handled, being prisoner ? One that still motions war, and never peace,

Or by what means got'st thou to be releas'd ? O'ercharging your free purses with large fiues ;

Discourse, I pr’ythee on this turret's top. That seeks to overthrow religion,

Tal. The duke of Bedford bad a prisoner,

Called the brave lord Ponton de Santrailles; Because he is protector of the realın; And would have armour here out of the Tower

For him I was exchang'd and ransomed.

[me To crown himselt king, and suppress the prince. But with a baser man of arms by far, Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but once, in contempt, they would have barter'd blows. (Here they skirmish again.

Which I, disdaining, scoru'd : and craved death May. Nought rest for me, iu this tumultuous Rather than I would be so pil'd esteemned. $ strife,

In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir'd. But to make open proclamation :

But oh! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart: Come, officer ; as loud as e'er thou canst.

Whom with my bare fists I would execute,

If I now had him brought into my power. Off. All manner of men assembled here in Sal. Yet tell'st thou not, how thou wert enarms this day, against God's peace and the

tertain'd. king's, we charge and command you, in his Tal. With scofts, and scorns, and contumehighness' name, to repair to your several

lious taunts. dtelling-places, and not to wear, handle, In open market-place produc'd they me, or use any sword, weapon, or dagger, hence to be a public spectacle to all ; foruurd, upon pain oj death.

Here, said they, is the terror of the French,

The scare-scrow that affrights our children so. Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law :

Then broke I from the officers that led me ; But we shall ineet, aud break our minds at And with my nails digg'd stones out of the

large. Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear coast to hurl at the beholders of my shame.

ground, be sure : Thy heart blood I will have, for this day's work. My grisly countenance inade others fly;

None durst coine near for fear of sudden May. I'll call for clubs, { if you will uot

deatb. away :

iu iron walls they deem'd me not secure; This cardinal is more hanghty than the devil. Glo. Mayor, farewel! : thou dost but what so great fear of my name 'mongst them was thou may'st.

spread, Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head;

That they suppos'd I could rend bars of steel,

For I intend to bave it ere long.

spurn in pieces posts of adamant :
[Exit. Wherefore a giard of chosen shot I had,

That walk'd about me every ininute-wbile ; • Traitor.

+ The public stews were formerly licen. And if I did but stir out my bed, led by the Bishop of Winchester, and their inmates ob- Ready they were to shoot me to the heart. tained the name or Winches'er keese. A strumpet. 1 An allusion to the Bishop's labit. • Pride.

+ Favour.

Spies, That is, for peace-officers armed with clubs ur staves.

So stripped of' houours.

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Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you | SCENE V.-The same.-Before one of ike endur'd ;

Gates. But we will be reveng'd sufficiently,

Alarum. Skirmishings. TALBOT pursueth Now it is supper time in Orleans :

the DAUPHIN, and driveth him in : thea Here, through this grate, I can count every

enter JOAN LA PUCELLE, driving English And view the Frenchmen how they fortify;

men before her. Then enter TALBOT. Let us look in, the sight will much delight Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and thee.

my force ? Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glans. Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them; dale,

A woman clad in armour, chaseth them.
Let me have your express opinions,
Where is best place to make our battery next.

Gar. I think, at the north gate ; for there
stand lords.

Here, here she comes :-P'll bave a bout with

thee : Glan. And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge.

Devil or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee : Tal. For anght I see, this city must be fa- Blood will draw on thee, ihou art a witch, misb'd,

And straightway give thy soul to bim thou

serv'st. Or with light skirmishes enfeebled.

(Shot from the Town. SALISBURY and Puc. Come, come, 'tis only I that must disSir Tho, GARGRAVE fall.

grace thee;

[They fighr. Sal. O Lord have mercy on us, wretched

Tal. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to pre

vail ? sinners! Gar. O Lord bave mercy on me, woeful My breast I'll burst with straining of my couman!

rage, Tal. What chance is this, that suddenly hath And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder,

But I will chastise this high-minded strumpet. cross'd us 1

Puc. Talbot, farewell; thy bour is not yet Speak, Salisbury ; at least, if thou canst speak;

come : How far'st thou, mirror of all martial inei? One of thy eyes, and thy cheek's side struck I must go victual Orleans furthwith.

O'ertake me, if thou canst ; I scorn thy strength. off!-Accursed tower I accursed fatal band,

Go, go, cheer up thy hunger-starved men; That have contriv'd this woeful tragedy !

Help Salisbury to make his testament: In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercaine ;

This day is our's, as many more shall be. Heury the fifth he first train'd to the wars;

(Pucelle enters the Town, with Soldiers. Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck

Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a potler's

wheel ; ир, His sword did ne'er leave striking in the I know not where I am, nor what I do : field.

A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal, Yet liv'st thon, Salisbury ? though thy speech Drives back our troops, and conquers, as she

lists : doth fail, One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome

stench, grace : The suit with one eye vieweth all the world.

Are from their bjves and houses driven away. Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive,

They call'd us, for our fierceness Euglish

dogs ; Il Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands !-Bear hence his body, I will help to bury it,

Now, like to whelps, we crying run away. Sir Thomas Gargrave, bast thou any life?

(A skort Alarum. Speak into Talbot ; nay, look up to him.

Hark, countrymen ! either renew the fight, Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;

Or tear the lions out of Englaud's coat; Thou shalt not die, whiles-

Renounce your soil, give sheep in lion's stead : He beckons with his hand, and smiles on me;

Sheep run not balf so timorous from the woll, As who should say, When I am dead and gone, As you tly from your oft subdued slaves.

Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard,
Remember to avenge me on the French.-
Plantagenet, I will; and Nero-like,

[Alarum. Another Skirmish. Play on the Inte, beholding the towns burn :

It will not be :-Re:ire into your trenches : Wretched shall France be only in my name.

You all consented unto Salisbury's death, [Thunder heard, afterwards an Alurum. For none would strike a stroke in bis revenge.What stir is this? What tumult's in the hea: Pucelle is enter'd into Orleans, vens ?

In spite of us, or anght that we could do. Whence cometh this alarum, and the noise ?

Owould I were to die with Salisbury !

The shame hereof will make me bide my bead. Enter a MESSENGER.

(Alarum. Retreat. Ereunt TALBOT and

his Forces, 40. Mess. My lord, my lord, the French bave

gathered head :
The Dauphin with one Joan la Pucelle join'd, -

SCENE VI.-The same.
A holy prophetess, new risen up,-
Is come with a great power to raise the siege.

Enter, on the Walls : PUCELLE, CHARLES, (SALISBURY groans.

REIGNIER, ALENÇON, and Soldiers. Tal. Hear, hear, how dying Salisbury doth Puc. Advance our waving colours on the groan !

walls ; It irks his heart, he cannot be reveng'd.

Rescu'd is Orleans from the English wolves :Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you:

This Joan la Pucelle hath perforin'd her word. Pucelle or puzzel, dolpbin or dogfish,

Char. Divinest creature, Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's

bright Astræa's heels,

And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.-Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens,

How shall I honour thee for this success!
Convey me Salisbury into his tent,
And then we'll try what these dastardly French-

That one day bloom'd, and fruitful were the

men dare.
(E.ceunt, bearing out the Bodies.

• The superstition of those times taught, that ho

who cou.d draw a witch's blood was free from het • A dirty mench.


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France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess ! Tal. Not all together : better far, I guess, Recover'd is the town of Orleans :

That we do make our entrauce several ways ;
More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state. That, if it chance the one of us do fail,
Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout The other yet may rise against their force.
the towu?

Bed. Agreed: I'll to yon corner.
Dauphin, command the citizens make boufires, Bur. And I to this.
Aud feast and banquet in the open streets,

Tal. And here will Talbot mount, or make To celebrate the joy that God hath given us.

bis grave.Alen. All France will be replete with mirth Now Salisbury ! for thee, and for the rigt:t and joy,

Of Euglish Henry, sball this night appear When they shall hear how we bave play'd the How much in duty I ain bound to both.

men. Char. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day

[The English scale the Walls, crying s is won ;

George ! a Talbot ! and all enter by the

For which, I will divide my crown with her :
And all the priests and friars in my realın

Sent. (Within.) Arm, arm I the enemy doth Shall, in procession, sing her endless praise.

make assault ! A statelier pyrainis to her I'll rear, Than Rhodope's, or Memphis', ever was :

The French leap over the Walls in their

Shirts. Enter, several ways, BASTARD, In memory of ber, when she is dead, Her ashes, in an urn upore precious

ALENSON, REIGNIER, hulf ready, and half Than the rich-jewell'd coffer of Darius +

unready. Transported shall be at high festivals

Alen. How now, my lords ? what, all Before the kings and queens of France.

ready so No longer on St. Dennis will we cry,

Bast. Unready? ay, and glad we 'scap'd so But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saiut.

well. Come in; and let us banquet royally,

Reig. 'Twas time, I trow, to wake and leave After this golden day of victory.

our beds,
(Flourish. Exeunt. Hearing alarums at onr chamber doors,

Alex. or all exploits, since first I follow'd


Ne'er heard I of a warlike enterprize

More venturous, or desperate than this.

Bast. I think, this Talbot be a fiend of SCEVE 1.-The same.


Reig. If not of hell, the heavens sure favour Enter to the Gates, a French SERGEANT,

him. and two SENTINELS.

Alen. Here cometh Charles; I marvel, bow

he sped. Serg. Sirs, take your places, and he vigilant : If any noise, or soldier, you pervive,

Enter CHARLES, and LA PUCELLE. Near to the walls, by some apparent signi,

Bast. Tut! holy Joan was his defeusive Let us have knowlege at the court of guard. I

guard. 1 Sent. Sergeaut, you shall. (Exit SERGEANT.)

Chur. Is this thy cuuning, thou deceitful Thus are poor servitors

daine ? (When others sleep upon their quiet beds,) Didst thou at first, to fatter us withal, Coustrain'd to watch in darkness, rain, and Make us partakers of a little gain, cold.

That now our loss might be ten lines so much ? Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and

Puc. Wherefore is Charles inpatieat with

his friend ? Forces, with scaling Ladders ; their Drums beating a dead march.

At all tiines will you have my power alike?

Sleeping or waking must I still prevail, Tal. Lord regent, and redoubted Burgundy,

Or will you blaine and lay the fault oli me ? By whose approach, the regions of Artois,

linprovident soldiers ! bad your watch been Walloon, aud Picardy, are friends to us,

good, This happy night, the Frenchmen are secure, This sudden mischief never could bave fallin. Having all day carous'd and banquetted :

Char. Duke of Alençon, this was your deEinbrace we then this opportunity ;

fault; As fitting best to quittance their deceit,

That, being captain of the watch to night, Contriv'd by art, and baleful sorcery.

Did look no better to that weighty charge. Bed, Coward of France !-how much he

Alen. Had all your quarters been as safely wrougs his fame,

kept, Despairing of his own arm's fortitude,

As that whereof I had the government, To join with witches, and the help of hell.

We had not been thus shamefully surpriz'd. Bur. Traitors have never other company.- Bust. Mine was secure. But what's that Pucelle, whom they terin so

Reig. Aud so was mine, my lord. pure ? Tal. A maid, they say.

Chur. And, for inyself, most part of all this

night, Bed. A maid ! and be so martial !

Within her quarter, and mine own preciuct, Bur. Pray God, she prove not inasculine ere I was employ'd in passing to and fro,

long; If underneath the standard of the French,

About reieving of the sentinels :

Then how, or which way, should they first She carry arinour, as she bath begun.

break in ? Tul. Well, let them practise and converse with spirits,

Puc. Question, my lords, no further of the God is our fortress ; in whose conquering name, How, 97 which way ; 'tis sure, they found some

case, Let us resolve to scale their finty bulwarks.

place Bed. Ascend, brave Talbot ; 'we will follow But weakly guarded, where the breach was thee.


And now tiene rests no other shift but this • Rhodope, a famous strumpet, built one of the pyra. Tu gather our soldiers, scatter'd and dispers'd, tids from the profits of her trade. + When Alex. And lay new platformis † to endamage them. ander took Gaza, he furand an exceeding rich and beau. fal casket, in which he ordered to be plac:d a copy of Homer's liiad. The same as guard roum.

• Uudressed.

† Plaus, schomet.

Alarum. Enter an English SOLDIER, crying, I mean to prove this lady's courtesy

a Talbot! a Talboti They fly, leaving Come bither, captain. (Whispers.)-You per their Clothes behind.

ceive my mind. Sold. I'll be so bold to take what they have Capt. I do, my lord ; and mean accordingly. left.

(Ereunt. The cry of Talbot serves me for a sword ; For I have loaden me with many spoils,

SCENE III.-Auvergne.-Court of the Using no other weapon but his name. (Exit.

Castle. SCENE II.-Orleans.--Within the Town.

Enter the COUNTESS and her PORTER.

Count. Porter, remember what I gave in Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, a CAP

charge ; TAIN, and others.

And, when you have done so, bring the keys Bed. The day begins to break, and night is

to me. fed,

Port. Madam, I will.

(Erit. Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth. Count. The plot is laid : if all things fall out Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit.

right, (Retreat sounded. I shall as famous be by this exploit, Tal. Bring forth the body of old Salisbury; As Scythian Thomyris by Cyrus' death. And here advance it in the market-place, Great is the rumour of this dreadful night, The middle centre of this cursed towu.

And his achievements of no less account: Now have I paid my vow unto his soul !

Fain would mine eyes be witness with mine For every drop of blood was drawn from bim,

There hath at least five Frenchmen died to- To give their censure of these rare reports.

And, that hereafter ages may behold
What ruin happen'd in revenge of him,

Mess. Madam,
Within their chiefest temple I'll erect

According as your ladyship desir'd,
A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interrd : My message crav'd, so is lord Talbot come.
Upon the which, that every one may read,

Count. And he is welcome. What! is this
Shall be engrav'd the sack of Orleans ;

the man ? The treacherous manner of his mournful death, Mess. Madam, it is. And what a terror he had been to France.

Count. Is this this the scourge of France ?
But, lords, in all our bloody masacre,

Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad,
I muse • we met not with the Dauphin's grace; That with his uame the mothers still their
His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc ;

babes ? Nor any of his false confederates.

I see, report is fabulous and false :
Bed. 'Tis tbought, lord Talbot, when the fight I thoughi, I should have seen some Hercules,

A second Hector, for his grim aspect,
Rous'd on the sudden from their drowsy beds, And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs.
They did, amongst the troops of armed men, Alas ! this is a child, a silly dwart :
Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field. It cannot be, this wcak and writhled shrimp

Bur. Myself (as far as I could well discern, Should strike such terror to his enemies.
For smoke, and dusky vapours of the night) Tal. Madam, I have been bold to trouble
Am sure I scar'd the Dauphin and his truli ;

you :
When arın in arm they both came swiftly run. But, since your ladyship is not at leisure,
Like to a pair of loving turtle doves, (ning, I'll sort some other time to visit you.
That could not live asunder day or night.

Count. What means be now |--Go ask him,
After that things are set in order here,

whither he goes. We'll follow them wtih all the power we have. Mess. Stay, iny lord Talbut ; for my lady

craves Enter a MESSENGER.

To know the cause of your abrupt departure. Mess. All hail, my lords ! which of this Tal. Marry, for that she's in a wrong belief, princely train

I go to certify ber Talbot's here.
Call ye the warlike Talbot, for bis acts
So much applauded through the realm of

Re-enter Porter, with Keys.
France 1

Count. If thou be be, then art thou prisoner.
Tal. Here is the Talbot ; who would speak Tal. Prisoner ! to whom ?
with him

Count. To me, blood-thirsty lord ; Mess. The virtuous lady, countess of Au. And for that cause I traiu'd thee to my house. vergne,

Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me, With modesty admiring thy renown,

For in my gallery thy picture hangs :
By me entreats, good lord, thou wouldst vouch-But now the substance shall endure the like ;

And I will chain these legs and arms of thine,
To visit her poor castle where she lies ; + That bast by tyranny, these many years,
That she may boast, she hath beheld the man Wasted our country, slain our citizens,
Whose glory fills the world with loud report. And sent our sons and husbands captivate.

Bur. Is it even so ? Nay, then, I see our wars Tul. Ha, ha, ha! will turn into a peaceful comic sport,

Count. Laughest thou, wretch 1 thy mirtb When ladies crave to be encounter'd with.

shall turn to moal.
You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit. Tal. I laugh to see your ladyship so fond :
Tal. Ne'er trust me then ; for, when a world To think that you have augbt but Talbot's sba-
of men

Could not prevail with all their oratory, Whereon to practise your severity.
Yet hath a woman's kindness over-ruled :-- Count. Why, art not thou the man
And therefore tell her, I return great thanks ; Tal. I am indeed.
And in submission will attend on her.

Count. They have I substance too.
Will not your honours bear me company ?

Tal. No, no, I am but shadow of myself:
Bed. No, truly; it is more than manners will : You are deceiv'd, my substance is not here ;
And I have heard it said,-Unbidden guests For what you see, is but the smallest part
Are often welcomest when they are gone. And least proportion of humanity :
Tal. Well then, alone, since there's no reme. I tell you, madam, were the whole frame here,

• Wodder.
+ 1. e, Where she dwells.

. For opinion. | Wrinkled. * Foolide

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