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That Suffolk doth not flatter, face, or feign",
Reig. Upon thy princely warrant, I defcend,
To give thee anfwer of thy juft demand.

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

Trumpets founded. Enter REIGNIER, below. Reig. Welcome, brave earl, into our territories; Command in Anjou what your honour pleases.

Suf. Thanks, Reignier, happy for fo fweet a child, Fit to be made companion with a king: What answer makes your grace unto my fuit?

Reig. Since thou doft deign to woo her little worth 5, To be the princely bride of such a lord;

Upon condition I may quietly

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

Give thee her hand, for fign of plighted faith.

Suf. Reignier of France, I give thee kingly thanks,

Because this is in traffick of a king:

And yet, methinks, I could be well content

To be mine own attorney in this cafe.

I'll over then to England with this news,
And make this marriage to be folemniz'd:

So, farewel, Reignier! Set this diamond safe

[Afide.

4- - face, or feign.] "To face (fays Dr. Johnson) is to carry a false appearance; to play the hypocrite." Hence the name of one of the characters in Ben Jonson's Alchymif. MALONE.

5 Since thou doft deign to woo her little worth, &c.] To woo her little. worth may mean to court ber jmall share of merit. But perhaps the paffage fhould be pointed thus:

Since thou doft deign to woo her, little worth

To be the princely bride of fuch a lord;

i. e. little deferving to be the wife of fuch a prince. MALONE.

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the county Maine,] Maine is called a county both by Hall and Holinfhed. The old copy erroneously reads-country. MALONE.

In golden palaces, as it becomes.

Reig. 1 do embrace thee, as I would embrace

The Chriftian prince, king Henry, were he here.

Mar. Farewel, my lord! Good wishes, praife, and

prayers,

Shall Suffolk ever have of Margaret.

[going.

Suf. Farewel, fweet madam! But hark you, Margaret; No princely commendations to my king?

Mar. Such commendations as become a maid,

A virgin, and his fervant, fay to him.

Saf. Words fweetly plac'd, and modeftly directed. But, madam, I must trouble you again,

No loving token to his majesty?

Mar. Yes, my good lord; a pure unspotted heart, Never yet taint with love, I fend the king.

Suf. And this withal.

[Kiffes her Mar. That for thyfelf;-I will not fo prefume, To fend fuch peevish tokens to a king'.

[Exeunt REIGNIER, and MARGARET.

Suf. O, wert thou for myself!-But, Suffolk, stay;
Thou may'ft not wander in that labyrinth ;
There Minotaurs, and ugly treafons, lurk.
Solicit Henry with her wond'rous praise:
Bethink thee on her virtues that furmount;
Mad, natural graces that extinguish art;
Repeat their femblance often on the feas,

That, when thou com'ft to kneel at Henry's feet,
Thou may'ft bereave him of his wits with wonder. [Exeunt.'
SCENE

-modeftly-] Old Copy-modefty. Corrected by the editor of

the fecond folio.

MALONE.

7 To fend fuch peevith tokens-] Peevifh for childish. WARBURTON. See a note on Cymbeline, A& I. sc, vií: "He's strange and peevish.” STEEVENS.

8 Mad, natural graces that extinguish art;] So the old copy. The modern editors have been content to read-Her natural graces. By the word mad, however, I believe the poet only meant wild or uncultivated. In the former of thefe fignifications he appears to have used it in Othello: "be fhe lov'd prov'd mad:" which Dr. Johnson has properly interpreted. We call a wild girl, to this day, a mad-cap. Mad, in fome of the ancient books of gardening, is ufed as an epithet to plants which grow rampant and wild. STEEVENS.

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SCENE IV.

Camp of the Duke of York, in Anjou.

Enter YORK, WARWICK, and Others. York. Bring forth that forcerefs, condemn'd to burn.

Enter LA PUCELLE, guarded, and a Shepherd.
Shep. Ah, Joan! this kills thy father's heart outright
Have I fought every country far and near,
And, now it is my chance to find thee out,
Muft I behold thy timeless cruel death?

Ah, Joan, fweet daughter Joan, I'll die with thee!
Puc. Decrepit mifer! bafe ignoble wretch!

I am defcended of a gentler blood;

Thou art no father, nor no friend, of mine.

Shep. Out, out! My lords, an please you, 'tis not fo I did beget her, all the parish knows:

Her mother liveth yet, can testify

She was the firft-fruit of my bachelorship.

War. Graceless! wilt thou deny thy parentage? York. This argues what her kind of life hath been; Wicked and vile; and fo her death concludes.

Pope had, perhaps, this line in his thoughts, when he wrote"And catch a grace beyond the reach of art."

In The Two Noble Kinsmen, 1634, mad is used in the fame manner as in the text:

"Is it not mad lodging in these wild woods here ?" Again, in Nafhe's Have with you to Saffron Walden, 1596: with manie more madde tricks of youth never plaid before."

MALONE. 9-timeless] is untimely. So, in Drayton's Legend of Robert Duke of Normandy:

"Thy ftrength was buried in his timeless death." STEEVENS. Decrepit mifer!] Mifer has no relation to avarice in this paffage, but fimply means a miferable creature. So, in Holinfhed, p. 760, where he is fpeaking of the death of Richard III: " And fo this mifer, at the fame verie point, had like chance and fortune," &c. Again, P. 951, among the laft words of lord Cromwell: " for if 1 fhould doo, I were a very wretch and a mifer." STEEVENS.

Shep.

Shep. Fie, Joan! that thou wilt be fo obftacle2!
God knows, thou art a collop of my flesh;
And for thy fake have I shed many a tear :
Deny me not, I pr'ythee, gentle Joan.

Puc. Peafant, avaunt !-You have fuborn'd this man, Of purpose to obfcure my noble birth.

Shep. Tis true, I gave a noble 3 to the priest,
The morn that I was wedded to her mother.-
Kneel down and take my bleffing, good my girl.
Wilt thou not stoop? Now curfed be the time
Of thy nativity! I would, the milk

Thy mother gave thee, when thou fuck'dft her breast,
Had been a little ratfbane for thy fake!

Or elfe, when thou didft keep my lambs a-field,

I wish fome ravenous wolf had eaten thee!

Doft thou deny thy father, cursed drab?

O, burn her, burn her; hanging is too good.

[Exit.

York. Take her away; for the hath liv'd too long,

To fill the world with vicious qualities.

Puc. First, let me tell you whom you have condemn'd: Not me begotten of a fhepherd swain, But iffu'd from the progeny of kings; Virtuous, and holy; chofen from above, By infpiration of celeftial grace, To work exceeding miracles on earth. I never had to do with wicked spirits : But you, that are polluted with your lufts, Stain'd with the guiltless blood of innocents, Corrupt and tainted with a thousand vices,Because you want the grace that others have,

-fo obftacle!] A vulgar corruption of obftinate, which I think has oddly lafted fince our author's time till now. JOHNSON.

The fame corruption may be met with in Gower, Chapman, and other writers. STEEVENS.

3-my noble birth.

'Tis true, I gave a noble-] This paffage feems to corrobo. rate an explanation, fomewhat far-fetched, which I have given in K. Henry IV. of the nobleman and royal man. JonNSON. • Not me-] I believe the author wrote-Not one. MALONE,

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You judge it straight a thing impoffible
To compafs wonders, but by help of devils.
No, mifconceived 4! Joan of Arc hath been
A virgin from her tender infancy,

Chafte and immaculate in very thought;
Whose maiden blood, thus rigorously effus'd,
Will cry for vengeance at the gates of heaven.
York. Ay, ay-away with her to execution.
War. And hark ye, firs; because she is a maid,
Spare for no faggots, let there be enough:
Place barrels of pitch upon the fatal stake,
That fo her torture may be fhortened.

Puc. Will nothing turn your unrelenting hearts ?--
Then, Joan, discover thine infirmity;

That warranteth by law to be thy privilege.

I am with child, ye bloody homicides:

Murder not then the fruit within my womb,
Although ye hale me to a violent death.

York. Now heaven forefend! the holy maid with child?
War. The greatest miracle that e'er ye wrought:

Is all your ftrict precifenefs come to this?

York. She and the Dauphin have been juggling: I did imagine what would be her refuge.

War. Well, go to; we will have no baftards live; Especially, fince Charles muft father it.

Puc. You are deceiv'd; my child is none of his ; It was Alençon, that enjoy'd my love.

York. Alençon! that notorious Machiavels!

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4 No, mifconceived!] i. e. No, ye misconceivers, ye who mistake me and my qualities. STEEVENS.

5ibat notorious Machiavel!] Machiavel being mentioned fome, what before his time, this line is by fome of the editors given to the players, and ejected from the text. JOHNSON.

The character of Machiavel feems to have made so very deep an impreffion on the dramatick writers of this age, that he is many times as prematurely fpoken of. So, in the Valiant Welchman, 1615, one of the characters bids Caradoc, i. e. Cara&acus,

read Machiavel:

"Princes that would aspire, must mock at hell.”

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