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

Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator;
Thou, that contriv'dst to murder our dead lord;
Thou that giv'st whores + indulgences to sin :
I'll canvas thee in thy broad cardinal's hat,
If thou proceed in this thy insolence.

Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge
a foot;

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

back:

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. What am I dar'd, and bearded to my

face?

array.

Out, tawny coats!-out, scarlet || hypocrite!
Here a great Tumult. In the midst of it,
Enter the MAYOR of London, and Officers.
May. Fie, lords! that you, being supreme
magistrates,

Thus contumelionsly should break the peace!
Glo. Peace, mayor; thou know'st little of
my wrongs:

Here's Beaufort that regards nor God nor king,
Hath here distrain'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 your free purses with large fines;
That seeks to overthrow religion,
Because he is protector of the realm;
And would have armour here out of the Tower

To crown himself king, and suppress the prince.
Glo. I will not answer thee 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.

M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieg'd; And how the English have the suburbs won. Son. Father, I know; and oft have shot af them,

Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss'd my aim.

M. Gun. But now thou shalt not.
rul'd by ine:

Be thou

Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
Something I must do, to procure me grace : +
The prince's espials have informed me,
How the English, in the suburbs close in-
trench'd,

Wont, through a secret gate of iron bars

In yonder tower, to overpeer the city;
And thence discover how, with most advan-
tage,

They may vex us, with shot or with assault.
To intercept this inconvenience,

And fully even these three days have I watch'd,
A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd;
If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch,
For I can stay no longer.
If thou spy'st any run and bring me word;
And thou shalt find me at the governor's.

[Exit.

Son. 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 GAR-
GRAVE, and others.

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd?
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.

[me

Tal. The duke of Bedford bad a prisoner,
Called the brave lord Pouton de Santrailles;
For him I was exchang'd and ransomed.
But with a baser man of arms by far,
Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd
which I, disdaining, scorn'd: and craved death
Rather than I would be so pil'd esteemed. §
In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir'd.
But oh! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart:
Whom with my bare fists I would execute,
If I now had him brought into my power.

Sal. Yet tell'st thou not, how thou wert en

tertain'd.

Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and coutume-
lious taunts.

Off. All manner of men 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 your several
dwelling-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;
forward, upon pain of death.

Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law: But we shall meet, and break our minds at large.

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

Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work.
May. I'll call for clubs, ¶ if you will not

Here, said they, is the terror of the French,
The scare-scrow that affrights our children so.
Then broke I from the officers that led me;
And with my nails digg'd stones out of the
ground,

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

death.

In iron walls they deem'd me not secure ;
So great fear of my name 'mongst them was

spread,

That they suppos'd I could rend 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;
And if I did but stir out my bed,
Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.
↑ Spies.

• Pride.

+ Favour.

So stripped of honours.

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

But we will be reveng'd sufficiently.
Now it is supper time in Orleans:

Here, through this grate, I can count every
one,

And view the Frenchmen how they fortify;
Let us look in, the sight will much delight
thee.-

Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glans-
dale,

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.

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

Tal. For aught I see, this city must be famish'd,

Or with light skirmishes enfeebled.

[Shot from the Town. SALISBURY and Sir THO. GARGRAVE fall. Sal. O Lord have mercy on sinners!

us, wretched

Gar. O Lord have mercy on me, woeful

Yet liv'st thou, Salisbury? though thy speech doth fail,

One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for

grace:

The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.-
Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive,
If Salisbury wants mercy at thy bands !-
Bear hence his body, I will help to bury it,-
Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life?
Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him.
Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;
Thou shalt not die, whiles--

Gates.

come:

I must go victual Orleans forthwith.
O'ertake me, if thou canst; I scorn thy strength.
Go, go, cheer up thy hunger-starved men ;
Help Salisbury to make his testament:
This day is our's, as many more shall be.

[PUCELLE enters the Town, with Soldiers. Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel;

know not where I am, nor what I do : A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal, Drives back our troops, and conquers, as she

lists:

So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome stench,

Are from their hives and houses driven away.
They call'd us, for our fierceness English
dogs;

Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.
[A short Alarum.
Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,
Or tear the lions out of England's coat;
Renounce your soil, give sheep in lion's stead:
Sheep run not half so timorous from the wolf,
As you fly from your oft subdued slaves.
Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard,

He beckons with his hand, and smiles on me;
As who should say, When I am dead and gone,
Remember to avenge me on the French.-
Plantagenet, I will; and Nero-like,
Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn:
Wretched shall France be only in my name.
[Thunder heard; afterwards an Alarum.
What stir is this? What tumult's in the hea-Pucelle is enter'd into Orleans,

vens ?

Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels,

[Alarum. Another Skirmish.
It will not be :-Retire into your trenches:
You all consented unto Salisbury's death,
For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.--

In spite of us, or aught that we could do.
O would I were to die with Salisbury!
The shame hereof will make me hide my head.
[Alarum. Retreat. Exeunt TALBOT and
his Forces, &c.

SCENE VI.-The same.

Enter, on the Walls: PUCELLE, CHARLES,
REIGNIER, ALENÇON, and Soldiers.
Puc. Advance our waving colours on the
walls;

Rescu'd is Orleans from the English wolves :-
Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word.
Char. Divinest creature, bright Astræa's
daughter,

How shall I honour thee for this success?

And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.-Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens,
Convey me Salisbury into his tent,

And then we'll try what these dastardly French

men dare.

[Exeunt, bearing out the Bodies.

A dirty wench.

That one day bloom'd, and fruitful were the

next.

The superstition of those times taught, that he who could draw a witch's blood was free from her power.

France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess !
Recover'd is the town of Orleans:
More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state.
Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout
the town?

Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires,
And feast and banquet in the open streets,
To celebrate the joy that God hath given us.
Alen. All France will be replete with mirth
and joy,

When they shall hear how we have play'd the

men.

Char. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day'
is won;

For which, I will divide my crown with her :
And all the priests and friars in my realm
Shall, in procession, sing her endless praise.
A statelier pyramis to her I'll rear,
Than Rhodope's, or Memphis', ever was:
In memory of her, when she is dead,
Her ashes, in an urn more precious
Than the rich-jewell'd coffer of Darius +
Transported shall be at high festivals
Before the kings and queens of France.
No longer on St. Dennis will we cry,
But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint.
Come in; and let us banquet royally,
After this golden day of victory.

[Flourish. Exeunt.

Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and
Forces, with scaling Ladders; their Drums
beating a dead march.

Tal. Lord regent, and redoubted Burgundy,
By whose approach, the regions of Artois,
Walloon, and Picardy, are friends to us,
This happy night, the Frenchmen are secure,
Having all day carous'd and banquetted:
Embrace we then this opportunity;
As fitting best to quittance their deceit,
Contriv'd by art, and baleful sorcery.

Bed. Coward of France !-how much
wrongs his fame,

Despairing of his own arm's fortitude,
To join with witches, and the help of hell.
Bur. Traitors have never other company.-

he

But what's that Pucelle, whom they term so

pure?

Tal. A maid, they say.

Bed. A maid and be so martial!

Tal. Not all together: better far, I guess,
That we do make our entrance several ways;
That, if it chance the one of us do fail,
The other yet may rise against their force.
Bed. Agreed: I'll to you corner.

Bur. And I to this.

Tal. And here will Talbot mount, or make
his grave.-

Now Salisbury! for thee, and for the right
Of English Henry, shall this night appear
How much in duty I am bound to both.

[The English scale the Walls, crying S
George! a Talbot! and all enter by the
Town.

Sent. [Within.] Arm, arm! the enemy doth
make assault !

The French leap over the Walls in their
Shirts. Enter, several ways, BASTARD,
ALENÇON, REIGNIER, half ready, and halj
unready.

Alen. How now, my lords? what, all un-
ready so?

Bast. Unready? ay, and glad we 'scap'd so well.

Reig. 'Twas time, I trow, to wake and leave our beds,

Hearing alarums at our chamber doors.

Alen. Of all exploits, since first I follow'd

At all times will you have my power alike?
Sleeping or waking must I still prevail,

Or will you blame and lay the fault on me?-
Improvident soldiers! had your watch been
good,

This sudden mischief never could have fall'n.
Char. Duke of Alençon, this was your de-
fault;

That, being captain of the watch to-night,
Did look no better to that weighty charge.
Alen. Had all your quarters been as safely
kept,

As that whereof I had the government,

We had not been thus shamefully surpriz'd.
Bast. Mine was secure.

Reig. And so was mine, my lord.

Char. And, for myself, most part of all this night,

Within her quarter, and mine own precinct,

Bur. Pray God, she prove not masculine ere I was employ'd in passing to and fro,

long;

About relieving of the sentinels:

Then how, or which way, should they first

break in ?

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

a Talbot! a Talbot! They fly, leaving their Clothes behind.

Sold. I'll be so bold to take what they have left.

For pale they look with fear, as witnessing

Suff. Within the temple hall we were too The truth on our side.