Out of the powerful regions under earth, Help me this once, that France may get the field. [They walk, and speak not. O, hold me not with silence over-long! Where I was wont to feed you with my blood, I'll lop a member off and give it you In earnest of a further benefit, So you do condescend to help me now. [They hang their heads. No hope to have redress? My body shall Pay recompense, if you will grant my suit. [They shake their heads. Cannot my body nor blood-sacrifice Entreat you to your wonted furtherance? Then take my soul, my body, soul and all, Before that England give the French the foil. [They depart.

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See, they forsake me! Now the time is come That France must vail her lofty-plumed crest And let her head fall into England's lap. My ancient incantations are too weak, And hell too strong for me to buckle with: Now, France, thy glory droopeth to the dust. [Exit. Excursions. Re-enter LA PUCELLE fighting hand to hand with YORK: LA PUCELLE is taken. The French fly.

York. Damsel of France, I think I have you fast: 30 Unchain your spirits now with spelling charms And try if they can gain your liberty. A goodly prize, fit for the devil's grace! See, how the ugly wench doth bend her brows, As if with Circe she would change my shape! Puc. Changed to a worser shape thou canst not be.

York. O, Charles the Dauphin is a proper man; No shape but his can please your dainty eye. Puc. A plaguing mischief light on Charles and thee!

oner.

York. Curse, miscreant, when thou comest to the stake. [Exeunt. Alarum. Enter SUFFOLK, with MARGARET in his hand. Suf. Be what thou wilt, thou art my pris[Gazes on her. O fairest beauty, do not fear nor fly! For I will touch thee but with reverent hands; I kiss these fingers for eternal peace, And lay them gently on thy tender side. Who art thou? say, that I may honor thee. Mar. Margaret my name, and daughter to a king,

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The King of Naples, whosoe'er thou art.
Suf. An earl I am, and Suffolk am I call'd.
Be not offended, nature's miracle,
Thou art allotted to be ta'en by me:

So doth the swan her downy cygnets save,

Keeping them prisoner underneath her wings.
Yet, if this servile usage once offend,
Go, and be free again, as Suffolk's friend.
[She is going.
O, stay! I have no power to let her pass; 60
My hand would free her, but my heart says no.
As plays the sun upon the glassy streams,
Twinkling another counterfeited beam,
So seems this gorgeous beauty to mine ey
Fain would I woo her, yet I dare not speak
I'll call for pen and ink, and write my min
Fie, de la Pole! disable not thyself;
Hast not a tongue ? is she not here?
Wilt thou be daunted at a woman's sight?
Ay, beauty's princely majesty is such, 70
Confounds the tongue and makes the senses
rough.

Mar. Say, Earl of Suffolk—if thy name be

I'll win this Lady Margaret. For whom?

Why, for my king: tush, that's a wooden thing!

Mar. He talks of wood: it is some carpenter.

Suf. Yet so my fancy may be satisfied, And peace established between these realms. But there remains a scruple in that too; For though her father be the King of Naples, Duke of Anjou and Maine, yet is he poor, And our nobility will scorn the match.

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Suf. His love.

What? 120

Mar. I am unworthy to be Henry's wife. Suf. No, gentle madam; I unworthy am To woo so fair a dame to be his wife,

And have no portion in the choice myself.
How say you, madam, are ye so content?
Mar. An if my father please, I am content.
Suf. Then call our captains and our col-
ors forth.

And, madam, at your father's castle walls
We'll crave a parley, to confer with him. 130
A parley sounded. Enter REIGNIER on the
walls.

See, Reignier, see, thy daughter prisoner !
To whom?

Reig. Suf. Reig.

To me.

Suffolk, what remedy? I am a soldier, and unapt to weep, Or to exclaim on fortune's fickleness.

Suf. Yes, there is remedy enough, my lord: Consent, and for thy honor give consent, Thy daughter shall be wedded to my king; Whom I with pain have woo'd and won

thereto;

And this her easy-held imprisonment
Hath gained thy daughter princely liberty. 140
Reig. Speaks Suffolk as he thinks?
Suf.
Fair Margaret knows
That Suffolk doth not flatter, face, or feign.
Reig. Upon thy princely warrant, I descend
To give thee answer of thy just demand.
[Exit from the walls.
Suf. And here I will expect thy coming.
Trumpets sound. Enter REIGNIER, below.
Reig. Welcome, brave earl, into our terri-
tories:

Command in Anjou what your honor pleases. Suf. Thanks, Reignier, happy for so sweet a child,

Fit to be made companion with a king:
What answer makes your grace unto my suit?

Shall Suffolk ever have of Margaret. [Going. Suf. Farewell, sweet madam: but hark you, Margaret;

No princely commendations to my king? Mar, Such commendations as becomes a maid,

A virgin and his servant, say to him.

Suf. Words sweetly placed and modestly directed.

But, madam, I must trouble you again;
No loving token to his majesty ?

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Mar. Yes, my good lord, a pure unspotted heart,

Never yet taint with love, I send the king.
Suf. And this withal.

[Kisses her

Mar. That for thyself: I will not so pre

sume

To send such peevish tokens to a king.

[Exeunt Reignier and Margaret. Suf. O, wert thou for myself! But, Suffolk, stay;

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Thou mayst not wander in that labyrinth;
There Minotaurs and ugly treasons lurk.
Solicit Henry with her wondrous praise:
Bethink thee on her virtues that surmount,
And natural graces that extinguish art;
Repeat their semblance often on the seas,
That, when thou comest to kneel at Henry's
feet,

Thou mayst bereave him of his wits with won-
der.
[Exit.

SCENE IV. Camp of the DUKE OF YORK in Anjou.

Enter YORK, WARWICK, and others. York. Bring forth that sorceress condemn' to burn.

Enter LA PUCELLE, guarded, and a Shepherd. Shep. Ah, Joan, this kills thy father's heart outright!

Have I sought every country far and near,
And, now it is my chance to find thee out,
Must I behold thy timeless cruel death?
Ah, Joan, sweet daughter Joan, I'll die with
thee!

Puc. Decrepit miser! base ignoble wretch !
I am descended of a gentler blood:
Thou art no father nor no friend of mine.

Shep. Out, out! My lords, an please you, 'tis not so;

I did beget her, all the parish knows :
Her mother liveth yet, can testify

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She was the first 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 so her death concludes. Shep. Fie, Joan, that thou wilt be so obstacle!

God knows thou art a collop of my flesh;
And for thy sake have I shed many a tear :
Deny me not, I prithee, gentle Joan.
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Puc. Peasant, avaunt! You have suborn'd this man,

Of purpose to obscure my noble birth.

Shep. 'Tis true, I gave a noble to the priest The morn that was wedded to her mother. Kneel down and take my blessing, good my girl.

Wilt thou not stoop? Now cursed be the time

Of thy nativity! I would the milk

Thy mother gave thee when thou suck'dst her breast,

Had been a little ratsbane for thy sake!

Or else, when thou didst keep my lambs afield,

I wish some ravenous wolf had eaten thee!
Dost thou deny thy father, cursed drab ?
O, burn her, burn her! hanging is too good.

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[Exit.

York. Take her away; for she hath lived 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 shepherd swain,
But issued from the progeny of kings;
Virtuous and holy; chosen from above,
By inspiration of celestial grace,
To work exceeding miracles on earth.
I never had to do with wicked spirits:
But you, that are polluted with your lusts,
Stain'd with the guiltless blood of innocents,
Corrupt and tainted with a thousand vices,
Because you want the grace that others have,
You judge it straight a thing impossible
To compass wonders but by help of devils.
No, misconceived! Joan of Arc hath been
A virgin from her tender infancy,
Chaste and immaculate in very thought;
Whose maiden blood, thus rigorously effused,

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Will cry for vengeance at the gates of heaven.
York. Ay, ay away with her to execution!
War. And hark ye, sirs; because she is a
maid,

Spare for no faggots, let there be enow:
Place barrels of pitch upon the fatal stake,
That so her torture may be shortened.

Puc. Will nothing turn your unrelenting hearts ?

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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 forfend! the holy maid
with child!

War. The greatest miracle that e'er ye wrought:

Is all your strict preciseness come to this? York. She and the Dauphin have been juggling:

I did imagine what would be her refuge. War. Well, go to; we'll have no bastards live; 70

Especially since Charles must father it. Puc. You are deceived; my child is none of his :

It was Alençon that enjoy'd my love.

York. Alençon ! that notorious Machiavel! It dies, an if it had a thousand lives.

Puc. O, give me leave, I have deluded you: 'Twas neither Charles nor yet the duke I named,

But Reignier, king of Naples, that prevail'd. War. A married man! that's most intolerable.

York. Why, here's a girl! I think she knows not well,

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There were so many, whom she may accuse. War. It's sign she hath been liberal and

free.

York. And yet, forsooth, she is a virgin

pure.

Strumpet, thy words condemn thy brat and thee:

Use no entreaty, for it is in vain.

Puc. Then lead me hence; with whom I leave my curse :

May never glorious sun reflex his beams Upon the country where you make abode ; But darkness and the gloomy shade of death 90 Environ you, till mischief and despair Drive you to break your necks or hang yourselves! [Exit, guarded. York. Break thou in pieces and consume to ashes,

Thou foul accursed minister of hell!

Enter CARDINAL BEAUFORT, Bishop of
Winchester, attended.

Car. Lord regent, I do greet your excellence
With letters of commission from the king.
For know, my lords, the states of Christendom,
Moved with remorse of these outrageous

broils,

Have earnestly implored a general peace

Betwixt our nation and the aspiring French;
And here at hand the Dauphin and his train
Approacheth, to confer about some matter. 101
York. Is all our travail turn'd to this effect?
After the slaughter of so many peers,
So many captains, gentlemen and soldiers,
That in this quarrel have been overthrown
And sold their bodies for their country's bene-
fit,

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Shall we at last conclude effeminate peace ?
Have we not lost most part of all the towns,
By treason, falsehood and by treachery,
Our great progenitors had conquered?
O, Warwick, Warwick! I foresee with grief
The utter loss of all the realm of France.
War. Be patient, York: if we conclude a
peace,

It shall be with such strict and severe covenants

As little shall the Frenchmen gain thereby. Enter CHARLES, ALENÇON, Bastard, REIGNIER, and others.

Char. Since, lords of England, it is thus agreed

That peaceful truce shall be proclaim'd in

France,

Car. Charles, and the rest, it is enacted thus:

That, in regard King Henry gives consent,
Of mere compassion and of lenity,

To ease your country of distressful war,
And suffer you to breathe in fruitful peace,
You shall become true liegemen to his crown :
And, Charles, upon condition thou wilt swear
To pay him tribute, and submit thyself,
Thou shalt be placed as viceroy under him,
And still enjoy thy regal dignity.

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Alen. Must he be then as shadow of himself?

Adorn his temples with a coronet,
And yet, in substance and authority,
Retain but privilege of a private man?
This proffer is absurd and reasonless.

Char. 'Tis known already that I am possess'd

With more than half the Gallian territories,
And therein reverenced for their lawful king:
Shall I, for lucre of the rest unvanquish'd, 141
Detract so much from that prerogative,
As to be call'd but viceroy of the whole ?
No, lord ambassador, I'll rather keep
That which I have than, coveting for more,
Be cast from possibility of all.

York. Insulting Charles! hast thou by

secret means

Used intercession to obtain a league,
And, now the matter grows to compromise,
Stand'st thou aloof upon comparison ? 150
Either accept the title thouusurp'st.

Of benefit proceeding from our king
And not of any challenge of desert,
Or we will plague thee with incessant wars.
Reig. My lord, you do not well in obstinacy
To cavil in the course of this contract:
If once it be neglected, ten to one
We shall not find like opportunity.

Alen. To say the truth, it is your policy
To save your subjects from such massacre 160
And ruthless slaughters as are daily seen
By our proceeding in hostility;

And therefore take this compact of a truce, Although you break it when your pleasure

SCENE V. London. The palace. Enter SUFFOLK in conference with the KING, GLOUCESTER and EXETER.

King. Your wondrous rare description, noble earl,

Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish'd me:
Her virtues graced with external gifts

Do breed love's settled passions in my heart :
And like as rigor of tempestuous gusts
Provokes the mightiest hulk against the tide,
So am I driven by breath of her renown
Either to suffer shipwreck or arrive
Where I may have fruition of her love.
Suf. Tush, my good lord, this superficial
tale

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Is but a preface of her worthy praise;
The chief perfections of that lovely dame
Had I sufficient skill to utter them,
Would make a volume of enticing lines,
Able to ravish any dull conceit :
And, which is more, she is not so divine,
So full-replete with choice of all delights,
But with as humble lowliness of mind
She is content to be at your command;
Command, I mean, of virtuous chaste intents,
To love and honor Henry as her lord. 21
King. And otherwise will Henry ne'er pre-

Her father is no better than an earl, Although in glorious titles he excel.

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Suf. Yes, my lord, her father is a king, The King of Naples and Jerusalem; And of such great authority in France As his alliance will confirm our peace And keep the Frenchmen in allegiance. Glou. And so the Earl of Armagnac may do.

Because he is near kinsman unto Charles.

Exe. Beside, his wealth doth warrant a liberal dower,

Where Reignier sooner will receive than give. Suf. A dower, my lords! disgrace not so your king,

That he should be so abject, base and poor,
To choose for wealth and not for perfect love.
Henry is able to enrich his queen

And not to seek a queen to make him rich :
So worthless peasants bargain for their wives,
As market-men for oxen, sheep, or horse.
Marriage is a matter of more worth
Than to be dealt in by attorneyship;
Not whom we will, but whom his grace affects,
Must be companion of his nuptial bed:
And therefore, lords, since he affects her most,
It most of all these reasons bindeth us,
In our opinions she should be preferr❜d.
For what is wedlock forced but a hell,
An age of discord and continual strife ?
Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss,
And is a pattern of celestial peace.

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Whom should we match with Henry, being a king.

But Margaret, that is daughter to a king?
Her peerless feature, joined with her birth,
Approves her fit for none but for a king:
Her valiant courage and undaunted spirit, 70
More than in women commonly is seen,

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My noble Lord of Suffolk, or for that
My tender youth was never yet attaint
With any passion of inflaming love,
I cannot tell; but this I am assured,
feel such sharp dissension in my breast,
Such fierce alarums both of hope and fear,
As I am sick with working of my thoughts.
Take, therefore, shipping; post, my lord, to
France;

Agree to any covenants, and procure

That Lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come
To cross the seas to England and be crown'd 90
King Henry's faithful and anointed queen :
For your expenses and sufficient charge,
Among the people gather up a tenth.
Be gone, I say; for, till you do return,
I rest perplexed with a thousand cares.
And you, good uncle, banish all offence:
If you do censure me by what you were,
Not what you are, I know it will excuse
This sudden execution of my will.
And so, conduct me where, from company, 100
I may revolve and ruminate my grief. [Exit.
Glou. Ay, grief, I fear me, both at first and
last. [Exeunt Gloucester and Exeter.
Suf. Thus Suffolk hath prevail'd; and thus
he goes,

As did the youthful Paris once to Greece,
With hope to find the like event in love,
But prosper better than the Trojan did."
Margaret shall now be queen, and rule the

king;

But I will rule both her. the king and realm.

[Exit.

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