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◈ History of Henry VI, Part I (헨리 6세 1부) ◈

◇ Act I ◇

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 1. Act I, Scene 1
 2. Act I, Scene 2
 3. Act I, Scene 3
 4. Act I, Scene 4
 5. Act I, Scene 5
 6. Act I, Scene 6

1. Act I, Scene 1

0 Westminster Abbey.
 
1 [Dead March. Enter the Funeral of KING HENRY the] [p]Fifth, attended on by Dukes of BEDFORD, Regent of [p]France; GLOUCESTER, Protector; and EXETER, Earl of [p]WARWICK, the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER, Heralds, &c]
 
2 Duke of Bedford.
3       Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
4       Comets, importing change of times and states,
5       Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky,
6       And with them scourge the bad revolting stars
7       That have consented unto Henry's death!
8       King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long!
9       England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
10 Duke of Gloucester.
11       England ne'er had a king until his time.
12       Virtue he had, deserving to command:
13       His brandish'd sword did blind men with his beams:
14       His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings;
15       His sparking eyes, replete with wrathful fire,
16       More dazzled and drove back his enemies
17       Than mid-day sun fierce bent against their faces.
18       What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech:
19       He ne'er lift up his hand but conquered.
20 Duke of Exeter.
21       We mourn in black: why mourn we not in blood?
22       Henry is dead and never shall revive:
23       Upon a wooden coffin we attend,
24       And death's dishonourable victory
25       We with our stately presence glorify,
26       Like captives bound to a triumphant car.
27       What! shall we curse the planets of mishap
28       That plotted thus our glory's overthrow?
29       Or shall we think the subtle-witted French
30       Conjurers and sorcerers, that afraid of him
31       By magic verses have contrived his end?
32 Winchester.
33       He was a king bless'd of the King of kings.
34       Unto the French the dreadful judgement-day
35       So dreadful will not be as was his sight.
36       The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought:
37       The church's prayers made him so prosperous.
38 Duke of Gloucester.
39       The church! where is it? Had not churchmen pray'd,
40       His thread of life had not so soon decay'd:
41       None do you like but an effeminate prince,
42       Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe.
43 Winchester.
44       Gloucester, whate'er we like, thou art protector
45       And lookest to command the prince and realm.
46       Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,
47       More than God or religious churchmen may.
48 Duke of Gloucester.
49       Name not religion, for thou lovest the flesh,
50       And ne'er throughout the year to church thou go'st
51       Except it be to pray against thy foes.
52 Duke of Bedford.
53       Cease, cease these jars and rest your minds in peace:
54       Let's to the altar: heralds, wait on us:
55       Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms:
56       Since arms avail not now that Henry's dead.
57       Posterity, await for wretched years,
58       When at their mothers' moist eyes babes shall suck,
59       Our isle be made a nourish of salt tears,
60       And none but women left to wail the dead.
61       Henry the Fifth, thy ghost I invocate:
62       Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils,
63       Combat with adverse planets in the heavens!
64       A far more glorious star thy soul will make
65       Than Julius Caesar or bright
 
66 [Enter a Messenger]
 
67 Messenger.
68       My honourable lords, health to you all!
69       Sad tidings bring I to you out of France,
70       Of loss, of slaughter and discomfiture:
71       Guienne, Champagne, Rheims, Orleans,
72       Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost.
73 Duke of Bedford.
74       What say'st thou, man, before dead Henry's corse?
75       Speak softly, or the loss of those great towns
76       Will make him burst his lead and rise from death.
77 Duke of Gloucester.
78       Is Paris lost? is Rouen yielded up?
79       If Henry were recall'd to life again,
80       These news would cause him once more yield the ghost.
81 Duke of Exeter.
82       How were they lost? what treachery was used?
83 Messenger.
84       No treachery; but want of men and money.
85       Amongst the soldiers this is muttered,
86       That here you maintain several factions,
87       And whilst a field should be dispatch'd and fought,
88       You are disputing of your generals:
89       One would have lingering wars with little cost;
90       Another would fly swift, but wanteth wings;
91       A third thinks, without expense at all,
92       By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd.
93       Awake, awake, English nobility!
94       Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot:
95       Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms;
96       Of England's coat one half is cut away.
97 Duke of Exeter.
98       Were our tears wanting to this funeral,
99       These tidings would call forth their flowing tides.
100 Duke of Bedford.
101       Me they concern; Regent I am of France.
102       Give me my steeled coat. I'll fight for France.
103       Away with these disgraceful wailing robes!
104       Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes,
105       To weep their intermissive miseries.
 
106 [Enter to them another Messenger]
 
107 Messenger.
108       Lords, view these letters full of bad mischance.
109       France is revolted from the English quite,
110       Except some petty towns of no import:
111       The Dauphin Charles is crowned king of Rheims;
112       The Bastard of Orleans with him is join'd;
113       Reignier, Duke of Anjou, doth take his part;
114       The Duke of Alencon flieth to his side.
115 Duke of Exeter.
116       The Dauphin crowned king! all fly to him!
117       O, whither shall we fly from this reproach?
118 Duke of Gloucester.
119       We will not fly, but to our enemies' throats.
120       Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out.
121 Duke of Bedford.
122       Gloucester, why doubt'st thou of my forwardness?
123       An army have I muster'd in my thoughts,
124       Wherewith already France is overrun.
 
125 [Enter another Messenger]
 
126 Messenger.
127       My gracious lords, to add to your laments,
128       Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse,
129       I must inform you of a dismal fight
130       Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French.
131 Winchester.
132       What! wherein Talbot overcame? is't so?
133 Messenger.
134       O, no; wherein Lord Talbot was o'erthrown:
135       The circumstance I'll tell you more at large.
136       The tenth of August last this dreadful lord,
137       Retiring from the siege of Orleans,
138       Having full scarce six thousand in his troop.
139       By three and twenty thousand of the French
140       Was round encompassed and set upon.
141       No leisure had he to enrank his men;
142       He wanted pikes to set before his archers;
143       Instead whereof sharp stakes pluck'd out of hedges
144       They pitched in the ground confusedly,
145       To keep the horsemen off from breaking in.
146       More than three hours the fight continued;
147       Where valiant Talbot above human thought
148       Enacted wonders with his sword and lance:
149       Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand him;
150       Here, there, and every where, enraged he flew:
151       The French exclaim'd, the devil was in arms;
152       All the whole army stood agazed on him:
153       His soldiers spying his undaunted spirit
154       A Talbot! a Talbot! cried out amain
155       And rush'd into the bowels of the battle.
156       Here had the conquest fully been seal'd up,
157       If Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the coward:
158       He, being in the vaward, placed behind
159       With purpose to relieve and follow them,
160       Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke.
161       Hence grew the general wreck and massacre;
162       Enclosed were they with their enemies:
163       A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace,
164       Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back,
165       Whom all France with their chief assembled strength
166       Durst not presume to look once in the face.
167 Duke of Bedford.
168       Is Talbot slain? then I will slay myself,
169       For living idly here in pomp and ease,
170       Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid,
171       Unto his dastard foemen is betray'd.
172 Messenger.
173       O no, he lives; but is took prisoner,
174       And Lord Scales with him and Lord Hungerford:
175       Most of the rest slaughter'd or took likewise.
176 Duke of Bedford.
177       His ransom there is none but I shall pay:
178       I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne:
179       His crown shall be the ransom of my friend;
180       Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours.
181       Farewell, my masters; to my task will I;
182       Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make,
183       To keep our great Saint George's feast withal:
184       Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take,
185       Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake.
186 Messenger.
187       So you had need; for Orleans is besieged;
188       The English army is grown weak and faint:
189       The Earl of Salisbury craveth supply,
190       And hardly keeps his men from mutiny,
191       Since they, so few, watch such a multitude.
192 Duke of Exeter.
193       Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry sworn,
194       Either to quell the Dauphin utterly,
195       Or bring him in obedience to your yoke.
196 Duke of Bedford.
197       I do remember it; and here take my leave,
198       To go about my preparation.
 
199 [Exit]
 
200 Duke of Gloucester.
201       I'll to the Tower with all the haste I can,
202       To view the artillery and munition;
203       And then I will proclaim young Henry king.
 
204 [Exit]
 
205 Duke of Exeter.
206       To Eltham will I, where the young king is,
207       Being ordain'd his special governor,
208       And for his safety there I'll best devise.
 
209 [Exit]
 
210 Winchester.
211       Each hath his place and function to attend:
212       I am left out; for me nothing remains.
213       But long I will not be Jack out of office:
214       The king from Eltham I intend to steal
215       And sit at chiefest stern of public weal.
 
216 [Exeunt]
 

2. Act I, Scene 2

0 France. Before Orleans.
 
1 [Sound a flourish. Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and] [p]REIGNIER, marching with drum and Soldiers]
 
2 Charles, King of France.
3       Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens
4       So in the earth, to this day is not known:
5       Late did he shine upon the English side;
6       Now we are victors; upon us he smiles.
7       What towns of any moment but we have?
8       At pleasure here we lie near Orleans;
9       Otherwhiles the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,
10       Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.
11 Duke of Alencon.
12       They want their porridge and their fat bull-beeves:
13       Either they must be dieted like mules
14       And have their provender tied to their mouths
15       Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice.
16 Reignier.
17       Let's raise the siege: why live we idly here?
18       Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear:
19       Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury;
20       And he may well in fretting spend his gall,
21       Nor men nor money hath he to make war.
22 Charles, King of France.
23       Sound, sound alarum! we will rush on them.
24       Now for the honour of the forlorn French!
25       Him I forgive my death that killeth me
26       When he sees me go back one foot or fly.
27       [Exeunt]
28       [Here alarum; they are beaten back by the English]
29       with great loss. Re-enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and REIGNIER]
30 Charles, King of France.
31       Who ever saw the like? what men have I!
32       Dogs! cowards! dastards! I would ne'er have fled,
33       But that they left me 'midst my enemies.
34 Reignier.
35       Salisbury is a desperate homicide;
36       He fighteth as one weary of his life.
37       The other lords, like lions wanting food,
38       Do rush upon us as their hungry prey.
39 Duke of Alencon.
40       Froissart, a countryman of ours, records,
41       England all Olivers and Rowlands bred,
42       During the time Edward the Third did reign.
43       More truly now may this be verified;
44       For none but Samsons and Goliases
45       It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten!
46       Lean, raw-boned rascals! who would e'er suppose
47       They had such courage and audacity?
48 Charles, King of France.
49       Let's leave this town; for they are hare-brain'd slaves,
50       And hunger will enforce them to be more eager:
51       Of old I know them; rather with their teeth
52       The walls they'll tear down than forsake the siege.
53 Reignier.
54       I think, by some odd gimmors or device
55       Their arms are set like clocks, stiff to strike on;
56       Else ne'er could they hold out so as they do.
57       By my consent, we'll even let them alone.
58 Duke of Alencon.
59       Be it so.
 
60 [Enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS]
 
61 Bastard of Orleans.
62       Where's the Prince Dauphin? I have news for him.
63 Charles, King of France.
64       Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us.
65 Bastard of Orleans.
66       Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer appall'd:
67       Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence?
68       Be not dismay'd, for succor is at hand:
69       A holy maid hither with me I bring,
70       Which by a vision sent to her from heaven
71       Ordained is to raise this tedious siege
72       And drive the English forth the bounds of France.
73       The spirit of deep prophecy she hath,
74       Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome:
75       What's past and what's to come she can descry.
76       Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words,
77       For they are certain and unfallible.
78 Charles, King of France.
79       Go, call her in.
80       [Exit BASTARD OF ORLEANS]
81       But first, to try her skill,
82       Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place:
83       Question her proudly; let thy looks be stern:
84       By this means shall we sound what skill she hath.
 
85 [Re-enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS, with JOAN LA PUCELLE]
 
86 Reignier.
87       Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wondrous feats?
88 Joan la Pucelle.
89       Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to beguile me?
90       Where is the Dauphin? Come, come from behind;
91       I know thee well, though never seen before.
92       Be not amazed, there's nothing hid from me:
93       In private will I talk with thee apart.
94       Stand back, you lords, and give us leave awhile.
95 Reignier.
96       She takes upon her bravely at first dash.
97 Joan la Pucelle.
98       Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daughter,
99       My wit untrain'd in any kind of art.
100       Heaven and our Lady gracious hath it pleased
101       To shine on my contemptible estate:
102       Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs,
103       And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks,
104       God's mother deigned to appear to me
105       And in a vision full of majesty
106       Will'd me to leave my base vocation
107       And free my country from calamity:
108       Her aid she promised and assured success:
109       In complete glory she reveal'd herself;
110       And, whereas I was black and swart before,
111       With those clear rays which she infused on me
112       That beauty am I bless'd with which you see.
113       Ask me what question thou canst possible,
114       And I will answer unpremeditated:
115       My courage try by combat, if thou darest,
116       And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex.
117       Resolve on this, thou shalt be fortunate,
118       If thou receive me for thy warlike mate.
119 Charles, King of France.
120       Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high terms:
121       Only this proof I'll of thy valour make,
122       In single combat thou shalt buckle with me,
123       And if thou vanquishest, thy words are true;
124       Otherwise I renounce all confidence.
125 Joan la Pucelle.
126       I am prepared: here is my keen-edged sword,
127       Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each side;
128       The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's
129       churchyard,
130       Out of a great deal of old iron I chose forth.
131 Charles, King of France.
132       Then come, o' God's name; I fear no woman.
133 Joan la Pucelle.
134       And while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man.
 
135 [Here they fight, and JOAN LA PUCELLE overcomes]
 
136 Charles, King of France.
137       Stay, stay thy hands! thou art an Amazon
138       And fightest with the sword of Deborah.
139 Joan la Pucelle.
140       Christ's mother helps me, else I were too weak.
141 Charles, King of France.
142       Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must help me:
143       Impatiently I burn with thy desire;
144       My heart and hands thou hast at once subdued.
145       Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so,
146       Let me thy servant and not sovereign be:
147       'Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus.
148 Joan la Pucelle.
149       I must not yield to any rites of love,
150       For my profession's sacred from above:
151       When I have chased all thy foes from hence,
152       Then will I think upon a recompense.
153 Charles, King of France.
154       Meantime look gracious on thy prostrate thrall.
155 Reignier.
156       My lord, methinks, is very long in talk.
157 Duke of Alencon.
158       Doubtless he shrives this woman to her smock;
159       Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech.
160 Reignier.
161       Shall we disturb him, since he keeps no mean?
162 Duke of Alencon.
163       He may mean more than we poor men do know:
164       These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues.
165 Reignier.
166       My lord, where are you? what devise you on?
167       Shall we give over Orleans, or no?
168 Joan la Pucelle.
169       Why, no, I say, distrustful recreants!
170       Fight till the last gasp; I will be your guard.
171 Charles, King of France.
172       What she says I'll confirm: we'll fight it out.
173 Joan la Pucelle.
174       Assign'd am I to be the English scourge.
175       This night the siege assuredly I'll raise:
176       Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days,
177       Since I have entered into these wars.
178       Glory is like a circle in the water,
179       Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself
180       Till by broad spreading it disperse to nought.
181       With Henry's death the English circle ends;
182       Dispersed are the glories it included.
183       Now am I like that proud insulting ship
184       Which Caesar and his fortune bare at once.
185 Charles, King of France.
186       Was Mahomet inspired with a dove?
187       Thou with an eagle art inspired then.
188       Helen, the mother of great Constantine,
189       Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters, were like thee.
190       Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the earth,
191       How may I reverently worship thee enough?
192 Duke of Alencon.
193       Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege.
194 Reignier.
195       Woman, do what thou canst to save our honours;
196       Drive them from Orleans and be immortalized.
197 Charles, King of France.
198       Presently we'll try: come, let's away about it:
199       No prophet will I trust, if she prove false.
 
200 [Exeunt]
 

3. Act I, Scene 3

0 London. Before the Tower.
 
1 [Enter GLOUCESTER, with his Serving-men in blue coats]
 
2 Duke of Gloucester.
3       I am come to survey the Tower this day:
4       Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance.
5       Where be these warders, that they wait not here?
6       Open the gates; 'tis Gloucester that calls.
7 First Warder.
8       [Within]Who's there that knocks so imperiously?
9 First Serving-Man.
10       It is the noble Duke of Gloucester.
11 Second Warder.
12       [Within]Whoe'er he be, you may not be let in.
13 First Serving-Man.
14       Villains, answer you so the lord protector?
15 First Warder.
16       [Within]The Lord protect him! so we answer him:
17       We do no otherwise than we are will'd.
18 Duke of Gloucester.
19       Who willed you? or whose will stands but mine?
20       There's none protector of the realm but I.
21       Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize.
22       Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms?
23       [Gloucester's men rush at the Tower Gates, and]
24       WOODVILE the Lieutenant speaks within]
25 Woodvile.
26       What noise is this? what traitors have we here?
27 Duke of Gloucester.
28       Lieutenant, is it you whose voice I hear?
29       Open the gates; here's Gloucester that would enter.
30 Woodvile.
31       Have patience, noble duke; I may not open;
32       The Cardinal of Winchester forbids:
33       From him I have express commandment
34       That thou nor none of thine shall be let in.
35 Duke of Gloucester.
36       Faint-hearted Woodvile, prizest him 'fore me?
37       Arrogant Winchester, that haughty prelate,
38       Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could brook?
39       Thou art no friend to God or to the king:
40       Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly.
41 Serving-Men.
42       Open the gates unto the lord protector,
43       Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not quickly.
44       [Enter to the Protector at the Tower Gates BISHOP]
45       OF WINCHESTER and his men in tawny coats]
46 Winchester.
47       How now, ambitious Humphry! what means this?
48 Duke of Gloucester.
49       Peel'd priest, dost thou command me to be shut out?
50 Winchester.
51       I do, thou most usurping proditor,
52       And not protector, of the king or realm.
53 Duke of Gloucester.
54       Stand back, thou manifest conspirator,
55       Thou that contrivedst to murder our dead lord;
56       Thou that givest whores indulgences to sin:
57       I'll canvass thee in thy broad cardinal's hat,
58       If thou proceed in this thy insolence.
59 Winchester.
60       Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a foot:
61       This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain,
62       To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt.
63 Duke of Gloucester.
64       I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back:
65       Thy scarlet robes as a child's bearing-cloth
66       I'll use to carry thee out of this place.
67 Winchester.
68       Do what thou darest; I beard thee to thy face.
69 Duke of Gloucester.
70       What! am I dared and bearded to my face?
71       Draw, men, for all this privileged place;
72       Blue coats to tawny coats. Priest, beware your beard,
73       I mean to tug it and to cuff you soundly:
74       Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat:
75       In spite of pope or dignities of church,
76       Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down.
77 Winchester.
78       Gloucester, thou wilt answer this before the pope.
79 Duke of Gloucester.
80       Winchester goose, I cry, a rope! a rope!
81       Now beat them hence; why do you let them stay?
82       Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array.
83       Out, tawny coats! out, scarlet hypocrite!
84       [Here GLOUCESTER's men beat out BISHOP OF]
85       WINCHESTER's men, and enter in the hurly-
86       burly the Mayor of London and his Officers]
87 Lord Mayor of London.
88       Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates,
89       Thus contumeliously should break the peace!
90 Duke of Gloucester.
91       Peace, mayor! thou know'st little of my wrongs:
92       Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king,
93       Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use.
94 Winchester.
95       Here's Gloucester, a foe to citizens,
96       One that still motions war and never peace,
97       O'ercharging your free purses with large fines,
98       That seeks to overthrow religion,
99       Because he is protector of the realm,
100       And would have armour here out of the Tower,
101       To crown himself king and suppress the prince.
102 Duke of Gloucester.
103       I will not answer thee with words, but blows.
 
104 [Here they skirmish again]
 
105 Lord Mayor of London.
106       Naught rests for me in this tumultuous strife
107       But to make open proclamation:
108       Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst,
109       Cry.
110 Officer.
111       All manner of men assembled here in arms this day
112       against God's peace and the king's, we charge and
113       command you, in his highness' name, to repair to
114       your several dwelling-places; and not to wear,
115       handle, or use any sword, weapon, or dagger,
116       henceforward, upon pain of death.
117 Duke of Gloucester.
118       Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law:
119       But we shall meet, and break our minds at large.
120 Winchester.
121       Gloucester, we will meet; to thy cost, be sure:
122       Thy heart-blood I will have for this day's work.
123 Lord Mayor of London.
124       I'll call for clubs, if you will not away.
125       This cardinal's more haughty than the devil.
126 Duke of Gloucester.
127       Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou mayst.
128 Winchester.
129       Abominable Gloucester, guard thy head;
130       For I intend to have it ere long.
131       [Exeunt, severally, GLOUCESTER and BISHOP OF]
132       WINCHESTER with their Serving-men]
133 Lord Mayor of London.
134       See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart.
135       Good God, these nobles should such stomachs bear!
136       I myself fight not once in forty year.
 
137 [Exeunt]
 

4. Act I, Scene 4

0 Orleans.
 
1 [Enter, on the walls, a Master Gunner and his Boy]
 
2 Master-Gunner.
3       Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieged,
4       And how the English have the suburbs won.
5 Boy.
6       Father, I know; and oft have shot at them,
7       Howe'er unfortunate I miss'd my aim.
8 Master-Gunner.
9       But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruled by me:
10       Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
11       Something I must do to procure me grace.
12       The prince's espials have informed me
13       How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd,
14       Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars
15       In yonder tower, to overpeer the city,
16       And thence discover how with most advantage
17       They may vex us with shot, or with assault.
18       To intercept this inconvenience,
19       A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have placed;
20       And even these three days have I watch'd,
21       If I could see them.
22       Now do thou watch, for I can stay no longer.
23       If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word;
24       And thou shalt find me at the governor's.
 
25 [Exit]
 
26 Boy.
27       Father, I warrant you; take you no care;
28       I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.
29       [Exit]
30       [Enter, on the turrets, SALISBURY and TALBOT,]
31       GLANSDALE, GARGRAVE, and others]
32 Earl of Salisbury.
33       Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd!
34       How wert thou handled being prisoner?
35       Or by what means got'st thou to be released?
36       Discourse, I prithee, on this turret's top.
37 Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury.
38       The Duke of Bedford had a prisoner
39       Call'd the brave Lord Ponton de Santrailles;
40       For him was I exchanged and ransomed.
41       But with a baser man of arms by far
42       Once in contempt they would have barter'd me:
43       Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death,
44       Rather than I would be so vile esteem'd.
45       In fine, redeem'd I was as I desired.
46       But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart,
47       Whom with my bare fists I would execute,
48       If I now had him brought into my power.
49 Earl of Salisbury.
50       Yet tell'st thou not how thou wert entertain'd.
51 Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury.
52       With scoffs and scorns and contumelious taunts.
53       In open market-place produced they me,
54       To be a public spectacle to all:
55       Here, said they, is the terror of the French,
56       The scarecrow that affrights our children so.
57       Then broke I from the officers that led me,
58       And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground,
59       To hurl at the beholders of my shame:
60       My grisly countenance made others fly;
61       None durst come near for fear of sudden death.
62       In iron walls they deem'd me not secure;
63       So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread,
64       That they supposed I could rend bars of steel,
65       And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:
66       Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
67       That walked about me every minute-while;
68       And if I did but stir out of my bed,
69       Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.
 
70 [Enter the Boy with a linstock]
 
71 Earl of Salisbury.
72       I grieve to hear what torments you endured,
73       But we will be revenged sufficiently
74       Now it is supper-time in Orleans:
75       Here, through this grate, I count each one
76       and view the Frenchmen how they fortify:
77       Let us look in; the sight will much delight thee.
78       Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glansdale,
79       Let me have your express opinions
80       Where is best place to make our battery next.
81 Sir Thomas Gargrave.
82       I think, at the north gate; for there stand lords.
83 Sir William Glansdale.
84       And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge.
85 Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury.
86       For aught I see, this city must be famish'd,
87       Or with light skirmishes enfeebled.
 
88 [Here they shoot. SALISBURY and GARGRAVE fall]
 
89 Earl of Salisbury.
90       O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners!
91 Sir Thomas Gargrave.
92       O Lord, have mercy on me, woful man!
93 Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury.
94       What chance is this that suddenly hath cross'd us?
95       Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak:
96       How farest thou, mirror of all martial men?
97       One of thy eyes and thy cheek's side struck off!
98       Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand
99       That hath contrived this woful tragedy!
100       In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame;
101       Henry the Fifth he first train'd to the wars;
102       Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up,
103       His sword did ne'er leave striking in the field.
104       Yet livest thou, Salisbury? though thy speech doth fail,
105       One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for grace:
106       The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.
107       Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive,
108       If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands!
109       Bear hence his body; I will help to bury it.
110       Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life?
111       Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him.
112       Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;
113       Thou shalt not die whiles
114       He beckons with his hand and smiles on me.
115       As who should say 'When I am dead and gone,
116       Remember to avenge me on the French.'
117       Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero,
118       Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn:
119       Wretched shall France be only in my name.
120       [Here an alarum, and it thunders and lightens]
121       What stir is this? what tumult's in the heavens?
122       Whence cometh this alarum and the noise?
 
123 [Enter a Messenger]
 
124 Messenger.
125       My lord, my lord, the French have gathered head:
126       The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd,
127       A holy prophetess new risen up,
128       Is come with a great power to raise the siege.
 
129 [Here SALISBURY lifteth himself up and groans]
 
130 Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury.
131       Hear, hear how dying Salisbury doth groan!
132       It irks his heart he cannot be revenged.
133       Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you:
134       Pucelle or puzzel, dolphin or dogfish,
135       Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels,
136       And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.
137       Convey me Salisbury into his tent,
138       And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen dare.
 
139 [Alarum. Exeunt]
 

5. Act I, Scene 5

0 The same.
 
1 [Here an alarum again: and TALBOT pursueth the] [p]DAUPHIN, and driveth him: then enter JOAN LA [p]PUCELLE, driving Englishmen before her, and exit [p]after them then re-enter TALBOT]
 
2 Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury.
3       Where is my strength, my valour, and my force?
4       Our English troops retire, I cannot stay them:
5       A woman clad in armour chaseth them.
6       [Re-enter JOAN LA PUCELLE]
7       Here, here she comes. I'll have a bout with thee;
8       Devil or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee:
9       Blood will I draw on thee, thou art a witch,
10       And straightway give thy soul to him thou servest.
11 Joan la Pucelle.
12       Come, come, 'tis only I that must disgrace thee.
 
13 [Here they fight]
 
14 Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury.
15       Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail?
16       My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage
17       And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder.
18       But I will chastise this high-minded strumpet.
 
19 [They fight again]
 
20 Joan la Pucelle.
21       Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come:
22       I must go victual Orleans forthwith.
23       [A short alarum; then enter the town with soldiers]
24       O'ertake me, if thou canst; I scorn thy strength.
25       Go, go, cheer up thy hungry-starved men;
26       Help Salisbury to make his testament:
27       This day is ours, as many more shall be.
 
28 [Exit]
 
29 Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury.
30       My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel;
31       I know not where I am, nor what I do;
32       A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal,
33       Drives back our troops and conquers as she lists:
34       So bees with smoke and doves with noisome stench
35       Are from their hives and houses driven away.
36       They call'd us for our fierceness English dogs;
37       Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.
38       [A short alarum]
39       Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,
40       Or tear the lions out of England's coat;
41       Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' stead:
42       Sheep run not half so treacherous from the wolf,
43       Or horse or oxen from the leopard,
44       As you fly from your oft-subdued slaves.
45       [Alarum. Here another skirmish]
46       It will not be: retire into your trenches:
47       You all consented unto Salisbury's death,
48       For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.
49       Pucelle is enter'd into Orleans,
50       In spite of us or aught that we could do.
51       O, would I were to die with Salisbury!
52       The shame hereof will make me hide my head.
 
53 [Exit TALBOT. Alarum; retreat; flourish]
 

6. Act I, Scene 6

0 The same.
 
1 [Enter, on the walls, JOAN LA PUCELLE, CHARLES,] [p]REIGNIER, ALENCON, and Soldiers]
 
2 Joan la Pucelle.
3       Advance our waving colours on the walls;
4       Rescued is Orleans from the English
5       Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word.
6 Charles, King of France.
7       Divinest creature, Astraea's daughter,
8       How shall I honour thee for this success?
9       Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens
10       That one day bloom'd and fruitful were the next.
11       France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess!
12       Recover'd is the town of Orleans:
13       More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state.
14 Reignier.
15       Why ring not out the bells aloud throughout the town?
16       Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires
17       And feast and banquet in the open streets,
18       To celebrate the joy that God hath given us.
19 Duke of Alencon.
20       All France will be replete with mirth and joy,
21       When they shall hear how we have play'd the men.
22 Charles, King of France.
23       'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won;
24       For which I will divide my crown with her,
25       And all the priests and friars in my realm
26       Shall in procession sing her endless praise.
27       A statelier pyramis to her I'll rear
28       Than Rhodope's or Memphis' ever was:
29       In memory of her when she is dead,
30       Her ashes, in an urn more precious
31       Than the rich-jewel'd of Darius,
32       Transported shall be at high festivals
33       Before the kings and queens of France.
34       No longer on Saint Denis will we cry,
35       But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint.
36       Come in, and let us banquet royally,
37       After this golden day of victory.
 
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