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Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;. Sheep run not half so timorous4 from the wolf, l'hou shalt not die, whiles
Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard, lle beckons with his hand, and smiles on me; | As you fly from your oft subdued slaves. As who should say, When I am dead and gone,
[Alarum. Another Skirmisha Remember to avenge me on the French.
It will not be :--Retire into your trenches : Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero,
You all consented unto Salisbury's death, Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn: For none would strike a stroke in his revenge. Wretched shall France be only in my name. Pucelle is entered into Orleans,
[Thunder heard ; afterwards an Alarum. In spite of us, or aught that we cculd do. \Vhat stir is this? What tumult's in the heavens?|0, would I were to die with Salisbury! Whence cometh this alarum, and the noise ? The shame hereof will make me hide my head. Enter a Messenger.
Alarum. Retreat. Exeunt TALBOT an! Mes. My lord, my lord, the French have gather'
his Forces, &c. head:
SCENE VI. The same. Enter, on the Walls, The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelie join'd,
PUCELLE, CHARLES, REIGNIER, ALENGON, and A holy prophetess, new risen up,
Soldiers. Is come with a great power to raise the siege. Puc. Advance our waving colours on the walls;
TSALISBURY groans. Rescu'd is Orleans from the English wolves :5_ Tal Hear, hear, how dving Salisbury doth groan! | Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word. It irks his heart, he cannot be revenged.
Char. Divinest creature, bright Astrea's daughter, Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you :
How shall I honour thee for this success? Pucelle or puzzel,' dolphin or dogfish,
Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens,
Recover'd is the town of Orleans :
dare. [Exeunt, bearing out the bodies. | Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout the SCENE V. The same. Before one of the Gates.
• Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires, Alarum. Skirmishings. TALBOT pursueth the
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 enter TALBOT. Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and my When they shall hear how we have play'd the men force ?
Char. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won;
And all the priests and friars in my realm
Shall, in procession, sing her endless praise.
A statelier pyramis to her I'll rear, thee;
Than Rhodope's, of Memphis, ever was :' Devil, or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee:
In memory of her, when she is dead, Blood will I draw on thee,2 thou art a witch,
Her ashes, in an urn more precious And straightway give thy soul to him thou serv'st.
Than the rich-jewel'd coffer of Darius, 8 Puc. Come, come, 'tis only I that must disgrace
| Transported shall be at high festivals thee.
(They fight. Before the kings and queens of France. Tal. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail ?
1 2 No longer on Saint Dennis will we cry, My breast I'll búrst with straining of my courage,
But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint. And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder,
Come in; and let us banquet royally, And I will chastise this high-minded strumpet.
After this golden day of victory. (Flourish. Exeunt. Puc. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come: I must go victual Orleans forth with.
ACT II. O’ertake me, if thou canst; I scorn thy strength.
SCENE I. The same. Enter to the Gates, a French Go, go, cheer up thy hungry, starved men;
Sergeant, and Two Sentinels.' Help Salisbury to make his testament:
Serg. Sirs, take your places, and be vigilant. This day is ours, as many more shall be.
If any noise, or soldier, you perceive, PUCELLE enters the Town, with Soldiers. Near to the walls, by some apparent sign, Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a potter's Let us have knowledge at the court of guard." wlieel;
1 Sent. Sergeant, you shall. (Exit Sergeant.] I know not where I am, nor what I do:
Thus are poor servitors A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal, 3 (When others sleep upon their quiet beds) Drives back our troops, and conquers as she lists: Constrain’d to watch in darkness, rain, and cold. So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome stench, Enter Talbot, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and Forces, Are from their hives, and houses, driven away. with Scaling Ladders; their Drums beating a dead They call'd us, for our fierceness, English dogs; I March. Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.
(A short Alarum.
Tal. Lord Regent,-and redoubted Burgundy,-Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,
By whose approach, the regions of Artois,
Walloon, and Picardy, are friends to us, Or tear the lions out of England's coat;
This happy night the Frenchmen are secure, Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' stead :
Having all day carous'd and banqueted: 1 Puzzel means a dirty wench or a drab, "from puzo 6 The Adonis horti were nothing but portable earthen za, i. e, malus foetor,' says Minsheu.
pots, with some lettuce or fennel growing in them. 2 The superstition of those times taught that he who 7 The old copy reads :could draw a witch's blood was free from her power.
"Than Rhodophe's or Memphis ever was.' 3 Alluding to Hannibal's stratagem to escape, by fix. Rhodope, or Rhodopis, a celebrated courtezan, who ing bundles of lighted twigs on the horns of oxen, re was a slave in the same service with Æsop, at Samos corded by Livy, lib. xxij. C. xvj.
3 In what price the noble poems of Homer were 4 Old copy treacherous. Corrected by Pope.
holden by Alexander the Great, insomuch that everie • Wolves. Thus the second folio, the first omits that night they were layd under his pillow, and by day were word, and the epithet bright prefixed to Astrea in the carried in the rich jeibel coffer of Darius, lately before next line but one. Malone follows the reading of the vanquished by him.' Puttenhani's Arte of English first folin, and contends that by a licentious pronuncia. Porsie. 1599. lion a syllable was adder, thus Engleish, Asterea. 19 'The me as guard-room).
Embrace we then this opportunity;
| How, or which way: 'uis sure, they found some As fitting best to quittance their deceit, Contriv'd by art, and haleful sorcery,
But weakly guarded, where the breach was made Bed. Coward of France ?-how much he wrongs And now there rests no other shift but this,-his fame,
To gather our soldiers, scatter'd and dispers’d, Despairing of his own arm's fortitude,
And lay new platforms? to endamage them. To join with witches, and the help of hell.
Alarum. Enter an English Soldier, crying a Tal Bur. Traitors have never other company. bot! a Talbot! They fly, leaving their Clothes be But what's that Pucelle, whom they term so pure ?
hind. Tal. A maid, they say..
Sold. I'll be so bold to take what they have left, Bed.
A maid! and be so martial !
:| The cry of Talbot serves me for a sword;
Using no other weapon but his name. [Exit. Tal. Well, let them practise and converse with SCENE II. Orleans. Within the Town. Enter . spirits :
Talbot, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, a Captain, and God is our fortress; in whose conquering name, others. Let us resolve to scale their finty bulwarks.
Bed. The day begins to break, and night is fled, Bed. Ascend, brave Talbot; we will follow thee. Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.
Tal. Not all together: better far, I guess, Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit. That we do make our entrance several ways;
Retreat sounded. That, if it chance the one of us do fail,
Tal. Bring forth the body of old Salisbury; The other yet may rise against their forco. And here advance it in the markei-place, Bed. Agreed ; I'll to yon corner.
The middle centre of this cursed town.Bur.
And I to this. Now have I paid my vow unto his soul; Tal. And here will Talbot mount, or make his For every drop of blood was drawn from him, grave.-
There hath at least five Frenchmen died to-night. Now, Salisbury! for thee, and for the right And, that hereafter ages may behold Of English Henry, shall this night appear
What ruin happen'd in revenge of him, How much in duty I am bound to both.
Within their chiefest temple I'll erect (The English scale the Walls, crying St. George! A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interr’d: a Talbot! and all enter by the Toum.
Upon the which, that every one may read, Sent. [Within.) Arm, arm! the enemy doth make Shall be engrav'd the sack of Orleans; assault!
The treacherous manner of his mournful death,
And what a terror he had been to France. The French leap over the Walls in their shirts. Enter, But. lords, in all our bloody massacre,
several ways, BASTARD, ALENÇON, REIGNIER, | I múse, 3 we met not with the Dauphin's grace : half ready, and half unready.
His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc; Alen. How now, my lords? what all unready? so? Nor any of his false confederates. Bast. Unready av, and glad we 'scap'd so well. Bed. 'Tis thought, Lord Talbot, when the fight
I Reig. 'Twas time, i trow, to wake and leave our
Rous'd on the sudden from their drowsy beds, Hearing alarums at our chamber doors.
They did amongst the troops of armed men, Alen. Of all exploits, since first I follow!d arms, Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field. Never heard I of a warlike enterprise
Bur. Myself. (as far as I could weli discern, More venturous, or desperate than this.
For smoke, and dusky vapours of the night) Bast. I think, this Talbot be a fiend of hell. Am sure I scar'd the Dauphin, and his trull; Reig. If not of hell, the heavens, sure, favour
When arm in arm they both came swiftly running, him.
Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves, Alen. Here cometh Charles ; I marvel how he That could not live asunder day or night. • sped.
After that things are set in order here,
We'll follow them with all the power we have. Enter CHARLES and LA PUCELLE.
Enter a Messenger. Bost. Tut! holy Joan was his defensive guard.
Mess. All hail, my lords! which of this princels Char. Is this thy cunning, thou deceitful dame?
train , Didst thou at first, to flatter us withal,
Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts Make us partakers of a little gain,
So much applauded through the realm of France ? That now our loss might be ten times so much? | Tal. Here is the Talboť: who would speak with Puc. Wherefore is Charles impatient with his
Mess. The virtuous lady, countess of Auvergne, At all times will you have my power alike?
With modesty admiring thy renown, Sleeping, or waking, must I still prevail,
By me entreats, good lord, thou wouldst vouchsafe Or will you blame and lay the fault on me?
To visit her poor castle where she lies;4 Improvident soldiers ! had your watch heen good,
That she may boast she hath beheld the man This sudden mischinf never could have fall’n.
Whose glory fills the world with loud report. Char. Duke of Alençon, this was your default; | Bur. Is it even so ? Nay, then, I see our wars That, being captain of the watch to-night,
Will turn unto a peaceful comic sport, Did look no better cc that weighly charge.
When ladies crave to be encounter'd with. Alen. Had all your quarters been as safely kept, | You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit. As that whereof I had the government,
Tal. Ne'er trust me then; for, when a world a We had not been thus shamefully surpris'd.
men Best. Mine was secure.
Could not prevail with all their oratory,
And so was mine, my lord. Yet hath a woman's kindness overrui'd :-
Will not your honours bear me company?
Bed. No, truly; it is more than manners will : Then how, or which way, should they first break in? And I have heard it said, Unbidden guests
Puc. Question, my lords, no further of the case, Are often welcomest when they are gone.
1 Onready is undressed. .2 Plans, schemes
3 Wonder. fi. e. where she dwells
Tul. Well then, alone, since there's no remedy, You are deceiv'd, my substance is not here; I mcan to prove this lady's courtesy.
For what you see, is but the smallest part Come hither, captain. (Whispers.)-You perceive And least proportion of humanity : my mind..
I tell you, madam, were the whole frame here, Capt. I do, my lord; and mean accordingly. It is of such a spacious lofty pitch,
[Exeunt. Your roof were not sufficient to contain it. SCENE III. Auvergne. Court of the Castle. I Count. This is a riddling merchant for the nince; Enter the Countess and her Porter.
He will be here, and yet he is not here: : |
How can these contrarieties agree? Count. Porter, remember what I gave in charge ; 1
1 And, when you have done so, bring the keys to me.
Tal. That will I show you presently. Port. Madam, I will.
[Exit. He winds a Horn, Drums heard; then a Peal oj Count. The plot is laid: if all things fall out Ordnance. The Gates being forced, enter Soldiers. right,
How say you, madam ? are you now persuaded, I shall as famous be by this exploit,
That Talbot is but shadow of himself? As Scythian Thomyris by Cyrus' death.
These are his substance, sinews, arms, and strength,
Razeth your cities, and subverts your towns,
Count. Victorious Talbot! pardon my abuse :
I find, thou art no less than fame hath bruited,"
And more than may be gather'd by thy shape. Mess. Madam,
Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath ; According as your ladyship desir'd,
For I am sorry, that with reverence By message crav'd, so is Lord Talbot come.
I did not entertain thee as thou art. Count. And he is welcome. What! is this the Tal. Be not dismay'd, fair lady: nor misconstruo man?
The mind of Talbot, as you did mistake Mess. Madam, it is.
The outward composition of his body. Count. . . Is this the scourge of France ?
What you have done, hath not offended me: Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad,
No other satisfaction do I crave, That with his name the mothers still their babes ?2
But only (with your patience) that we may I see report is fabulous and false :
Taste of your wine, and see what cates you have, I thought I should have seen some Hercules,
For soldiers' stomachs always serve them well. A second Hector, for his grim aspect,
Count. With all my heart : and think me honoured And large proportion of his strony-knit limbs.
To feast so great a warrior in my house. (Exeunt. Alas! this is a child, a silly dwarf: It cannot be, this weak and writhledy shrimp
SCENE IV. London. The Temple Garden. Enter Should strike such terror to his enemies.
the Earls of SOMERSET, SUFFOLK, and WARTal. Madam, I have been bold to trouble you:
WICK; RICHARD PLANTAGENET, VERNON, and But, since your ladyship is not at leisure,
another Lawyer.s I'll sort some other time to visit you.
Plan. Great lords, and gentlemen, what means Count. What means he now ?-Go ask him,
this silence ? whither he goes. - 1.
Dare no man answer in a case of truth?. Mess. Stay, my Lord Talbot; for my lady craves Suff. Within the Temple hall we were too loud : To know the cause of your abrupt departure. The garden here is more convenient.
Tal. Marry, for that she's in a wrong belief, Plan. Then say at once, if I maintain'd the truth; I go to certify her, Talbot's here.
Or, else, was wrangling Somerset in the error ?
Suff. 'Faith, I have been a truant in the law; Re-enter Porter, with Keys.
And never yet could frame my will to it; Count. If thou be he, then art thou prisoner. And, therefore, frame the law unto my will. Tal. Prisoner! to whom?
Som. Judge you, my lord of Warwick, then be Count. To me, blood-thirsty lord;
tween us. And for that cause I train'd thee to my house.
War. Between two hawks, which flies the higher Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me,
pitch, For in my gallery thy picture hangs ; :
Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth, But now the substance shall endure the like;
Between two blades, which bears the better temper And I will chain these legs and arms of thine, Between two horses, which doth bear him best, iu That hast by tyranny, these many years,
Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye, Wasted our country, slain our citizens,
I have, perhaps, some shallow spirit of judgment And sent our sons and husbands captivate.
But in these nice sharp quillets of the law, Tal. Ha, ha, ha!
Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw. Count. Laughest thou, wretch ? thy mirth shall Plan. Tút, tut, here is a mannerly forbearance turn to mean.
The truth appears su naked on my side, Tal. I laugh to see your ladyship so fond, 5
That any purblind eye may find it out. To think that you have aught but Talbot's shadow, Som. 'And on my side it is so well apparell'd, Whereon to practise your severity. :
So clear, so shining, and so evident, Count. Why, art not thou the man?.
That it will glimmer through a blind man's eye. Tal.
Jam Indeed. | Plan. Since you are tongue-ty'd, and so loath to Count. Then have I substance too.
speak, Tal. No, no, I am but shadow of myself: In dumb significants11 proclaim your thoughts :
1 i. e. judgment, opinion.
tinction to gentleman ; signifying that the person showed 2 Dryden has transplanted this idea into his Don Se. by his behaviour he was a low fellow. hastian :-
7 Bruited is reported, loudly announced. "Nor shall Sebastian's formidable name
8 We should read a lawyer. This lawyer was pro Bu longer used, to lull the crying babe.' (bably Roger Nevyle, who was afterwards hanged. Sea 3 Writhleu for wrinkled.
W.Wyrcester, p. 475. ¢ Thus in Solyman and Persida:
9 Johnson observes that there is apparently a want Il not destroy'd and bound and captivate, of opposition between the two questions here, but there If captivate, then forc'd from holy faith.
is no reason to suspect that the text is corrupt. s i e. foolish, silly, weak.
10 i. e. regulate his motions most adroitly. We stil. 6 This is a riidling merchant for the nonce. The say that a horse carries himself ucll. Lerm merchant, which was, and even now is, frequently 11 Dumb significants, which Malone would have applied to the lowest kind of clealers, seems anciently to changed to significance, is nothing more than signs of have been used on those familiar occasions in contradis. I token.
Let him, that is a true-born gentleman,
War. Now, by God's will, thou wrong'st him, And stande upon the honour of his birth,
Somerset; If he suppose that I have pleaded truth,
His grandfather was Lionel, duke of Clarence ? From off this brier pluck a white rose with me. Third son to the third Edward, king of Englanu;
Som. Let him that is no coward, nor no flatterer, Spring crestless yeomen from so deep a root ? But dare maintain the party of the truth,
* Plan. He bears him on the place's privilege, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me. Or durst not, for his craven heart, say thus.
IVar. I love no colours ;' and, without all colour Som. By him that made me, I'll maintain my Of base insinuating flattery,
words I pluck this white rose with Plantagenet.
On and plot of ground in Christendom: Suff. I pluck this red rose, with young Somerset; Was noi thy father, Richard, earl of Cambridge, And say withal, I think he held the right.
For treason executed in our late king's day? Ver. Stay, lords and gentlemen: and pluck no And, by his treason, stand'st not thou attainted, more,
Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry? Till you conclude that he, upon whose side His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood; The fewes: roses are cropp'd from the tree,
And, till thou be restor'd, thou art a yeoman. Shall yield the other in the right opinion.
Plan. My father was attached, not attainted, Son. Good master Vernon, it is well objected ; 2 Condemn'd to die for treason, but no traitor; If I have fewest, I subscribe in silence.
And that I'll prove on better inen than Somerset, Plan. And I.
[case, Were growing lime once ripen'd to my will. Ver. Then, for the truth and plainness of the For your partaker. Poole, and you yourself, I pluck this pale, and maiden blossom here, I'll note you in my book of memory, 10 Giving my verdict on the white rose side.
To scourge you for this apprehension :11 Prick not your finger as you pluck it off : Look to it well; and say you are well warn'd. Lest, bleeding, you do paint the white rose red, Som. Ay, thou shalt find us ready for thee still ; And fall on my side so against your will.
And know us, by these colours, for ihy foes; Ver. If I, my lord, for my opinion bleed, For these my friends, in spite of thee, shall wear. Opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt,
Plan. And, by my soul, this pale and angry rose, And keep me on the side where still 'I am.
As cognizancetz of my blood-drinkiny hate, Som. Well, weil, come on : Who else?
Will I for ever, and my faction, wear; Laws. Unless my study and my books be false, Until it wither with me to my grave, The argument you held, was wrong in you;
Or flourish to the height of my degree.
IT. SOMERSET. Suff. Go forward, and be chok'd with thy ambition In sign whereof, I pluck a white rose too.. And so farewell, until I meet thee next. (Exit.
Plan. Now, Somerset, where is your argument ? Som. Have with thee, Poole.-Farewell, ambiSom. Here, in my scabbard ; meditating that,
[Exit. Shall dye your white rose in a bloody red.
Plan. How I am brav'd, and must perforce en. Plan. Mean time, your cheeks do counterfeit our
War. This blot, that they object against your For pale they look with fear, as witnessing Shall be wip'd out in the next parliament, The truth on our side.
Calld for the truce of Winchester and Gloster: Som. No, Plantagenet,
And, if thou be not then created York,
Plan. Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset ? Will I upon thy party wear this rose :
Shall send, between the red rose and the white,
That you on my behalf would pluck a flower. That shall maintain what I have said is true,
Ver. In your behalf still will I wear the same Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen.
Law. And so will l.
Come, let us four to dinner: I dare say,
Enter MORTIMER,13 brought in a Chair by turo Suff. I'll turn my part thereof into thy throat.
Keepers. Som. Away, away, good William De-la-Poole !
Mor. Kind keepers of my weak decaying age, We grace the yeoman, by conversing with him.
Let dying Mortimer here rest himself. i Colours is here used ambiguously for tints and have derived some such privilege from the knights deceits.
templars, or knights hospitallers, both religious orders, 2 Well objecteå is properly proposed, properly thrown its former inhabitants. It is true, blows may have been in our way
prohibited by the regulations of the society : the author 3 It is not for fear that my cheeks look pale, but for perhaps did not much consider the matter, but repre. anger : anger producea by this circumstance-namely, sents it as suited his purpose. that thy cheeks blush, &c.
8 Exempt for excluded. 4 Theobald altered fashion, which is the reading of 9 Partaker, in ancient language, signifies one who the old copy, to faction. Warburton contends that by takes part with another; an accomplice, a confederate. fashion is meant the badge of the red rose, which ' A partaker, or coparcioner; particeps, consors, con. Somerset said that he and his friends would be distin. guished by.'
10 So in Hamlet :5 The poet mistakes. Plantagenet's paternal grand
- the table of my memory.' father was Edmund of Langley, duke of York. His Again :maternal grandfather was Roger Mortimer, earl of
shall live March, who was the son of Philippa, the daughter of Within the book and volume of iny brain.' Lionel, duke of Clarence. The duke therefore was his 11 Theobald changed this to reprehension: and War. maternal great great grandfather.
burton explains it by opinion. It rather means concep. 6 i. e. those who have no right to arms.
tion, or a conceit taken that matters are different fron. 7 It does not appear that the temple had any privilege what the truth warrants. of sanctuary at this time, being then, as now, the resi- 12 A cognizance is a badge. dence of law students The author might imagine it to 13 This is at varjalice with the strict truth of history