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Even like a man new haled from the rack,

| And death approach not cre ny tale be done. So fare my limbs with long imprisonment : Henry the Fourth, grandfather to this king, And these gray locks, the pursuivants of death, Depos'd his nephew Richard ; Edward's son, Nestor-like aged, in an age of care,

The first-begotten, and the lawful heir: Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer.

Of Edward king, the third of that descent : These eyes,-ike lamps whose wasting oil is During whose reign, the Percies of the north, spent,

Finding his usurpation most unjust, Wax dim, as drawing to their exigent:2

Endeavour'd my advancement to the throne : Weak shoulders, overborne with burd'ning grief, The reason mov'd these warlike lords to this, And pithless) arms, like to a wither'd vine

Was-for that (young King Richard thus remor'i,

Leaving no heir begotten of his body) Yet are these feet-whose strengthless stay is numb, I was the next by birth and parentage; Unablc to support this lump of clay,

For by my mother I' derived am Swift-winged with desire to get a grave,

From Lionel duke of Clarence, the third son As witting I no other comfort have.

To King Edward the Third, whereas he, But tell me, keeper, will my nephew come ? From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree,

1 Keep. Richard Plantagenet, my lord, will come: Being but fourth of that heroic line. We sent unto the Temple, to his chamber ; But mark; as, in this haughtyế great attempt, And answer was return'd that he will come. They laboured to plant the rightful heir,

Mor. Enough; my soul shall then be satisfied. I lost my liberty, and they their lives. Poor gentleman' his wrong doth equal mine. Long after this, when Henry the Fifth, Since Henry Monmouth first began to reign Succeeding his father Bolingbroke,--did reign, (Before whose glory I was great in arms,) Thy father, earl of Cambridge,--then deriva This loathsome sequestration have I had;

From famous Edmund Langley, duke of York,-. And even since then hath Richard been obscur'd,

my sister, that thy mother was, Deprived of honour and inheritance :

Again, in pity of my hard distress,
But now, the arbitrator of despairs,

Levied an army; weening to redeem,
Just death, kind umpire4 of men's miseries, And have install'd me in the diadem :
With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence; But, as the rest, so fell that noble earl,
I would, his troubles likewise were expir'd, And was beheaded. Thus the Mortimers,
That so he might recover what was lost.

In whom the title rested, were suppress d.

Plan. Of which, my lord, your honour is the last 1 Keep. My lord, your loving nephew now is

ing nephew now is Mor. True; and thou seest, that I no issue have; come.

And that my fainting words do warrant death: Mor. Richard Plantagenet, my friend? Is he | Thou art my heir; the rest, I wish thee gather :10 come?

But yet be wary in thy studious care. Plan. Ay, noble uncle, tius ignobly us'd,

Plan. T'hy grave admonishments prevail with me. Your nephew, late-despised Richard, comes.

But yet, methinks, my father's execution Mor. Direct mine arms, I may embrace his neck, I Was nothing less than bloody tyranny. And in his bosom spend my latier gasp :

Mor. With silence, nephew, be thou politic; 0, tell me, when my lips do touch his cheeks, Strong-fixed is the house of Lancaster, That I may kindly give one fainting kiss.

And, like a mountain, not to be remov'd.11 And now declare, sweet stem from York's great! But now thy uncle is removing hence; stock,

As princes do their courts, when they are cluy'd Why didst thoni say-of late thou wert despis'd ? | With long continuance in a settled place. Plan. First, lean thine agod back against mine Plan. O, uncle, 'would, some part of my young

arm; And, in that ease, I'll tell thee my disease. Might but redeem the passage of your age !12 This day, in argument upon a case,

i Mor. Thou dost then wroiig me; as the slaught' Some words there grew 'twixt Somerset and me:

rer doth, Among which terms he used his lavish tongue,

Which giveth many wounds, when one will kill. And did upbraid me with my father's death;

Mourn not, except thou sorrow for my good ; Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,

Only, give order for my funeral; Else with the like I had requited him:

And so farewell: and fair be all thy hopes ! Therefore, good uncle,—for my father's sake, And prosperous be thy life, in peace and war! In honour of a true Plantagenet, And for alliance' sake,-declare the cause

Plan. And peace, no war, befall thy parting soul' My father, earl of Cambridge, lost his head.

In prison hast thou spent a pilgrimage, Mor. That cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd me,

And like a hermit overpass'd thy days.And hath detain'd me, all my flow'ring youth,

Well, I will lock his counsel in my breast; Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine,

And what I do imagine, let that rest.-Was cursed instrument of his decease. .

Keepers, convey him hence; and I myself Plan. Discover more at large what cause that was;

Will see his burial better than his life.-For I am ignorant, and cannot guess.

[Exeunt Keepers, bearing out MORTIMER. Mor. I will; if that my fading breath permit,

Here dies the dusky torch of Mortimer,

Chok'd with ambition of the meaner sort :13. Edmund Mortimer, who was trusted and employed by Henry V. throughout his reign, died of the plague in his at Southampton, the night before Henry sailed from own castle at Trim, in Ireland, in 1424-5; being then that town for France, on the information of this very only thirty-two years old.

earl of March. i The heralds that, fore-running death, proclaim its 10 i. e. I acknowledge thee to be my heir; the conse approach.

quences which may be collected from thence I recom 2 Exigent is here used for end.

mend it thee to draw. 3 Pith is used figuratively for strength.

11 Thus Milton, Paradise Lost, book iv. ; # That is, he' who terminates or concludes misery.

"Like Teneriffe or Atlas unremov'd.' 5 Lately despised.

12 The same thought occurs in the celebrated dialogue 6 Disease for uneasiness, trouble, or grief. It is between Horace and Lydia. There is some resem used in this sense by other ancient writers.

blance to it in the following lines, supposed to be ad. 7 Nephew has sometimes the power of the Latin ne dressed by a married lady, who died very young. to her pos, signifying grandchild, and is used with great laxity husband. Malone thinks that the inscription is in the among our ancient English writers. It is here used in. I church of Trent: stead of cousin.

"Immatura peri; sed tu diuturnior annos 8 Haughty is high, lofty.

Vive meos, conjux optime, vive tuos.' 9 i e. thinking. This is another falsification of his 13 i. e. oppressed by those whose right to the crown tory, Cambridge levjed no army; but was apprehended I was not so good as his own.



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And, for those wrongs, those bitter injuries, Win. This Rome shall remedy.
Which Somerset hath offer'd to my house,


Roam thither then I doubt not, but with honour to redress:

Som. My lord, it were your duty to forbt ar. And therefore haste I to the parliament:

War. Ay, see the bishop be not overborne. Either to be restored to my blood,

Som. Methinks, my lord should be religious, Or make my illi the advantage of my good. And know the office that belongs to such.

Exit. | War. Methinks, his lordship should be humbler.

It fitteth not a prelate.so to plead. .

Som. Yes, when his holy state is touch'd so neai. ACT III.

War. State holy, or unhallow'd, what of that?

Is not his grace protector to the king?
SCENE I. The same. The Parliament House.? | Plan. Plantagenet, I see, must hold his tongue ;

Flourish. Enter King HENRY, EXETER, Glosa Lest it be said, Speak, sirrah, when you should ;
TER, WARWICK, SOMERSET, and SuFFOLK; Must your bold verdict enter talk with lords ?
the Bishop of Winchester, RicHARD Planta-| Else would I have a fling at Winchester. (Aside.
GENET, and others. GLOSTER offers to vut up al K. Hen. Uncles of Gloster, and of Winchester,
Bill :3 Winchester snatches it and tears it.

The special watchmen of our English weal;

I would prevail, if prayers might prevail, Win. Com'st thou with

neditated 1 With written pamphlets studiously devis'd,

To join your hearts in love and amity.

0, what a scandal is it to our crown, Humphrey of Gloster ? if thou canst accuse,

That two such noble peers as ye, should jar!
Or aught intend'st to lay unto my charge,

Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell,
Do it without invention suddenly;
As I with sudden and extemporal speech

Civil dissension is a viperous worm,

That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.-. Purpose to answer what thou canst object.

[A noise within ; Down with the tawny coats! Glo. Presumptuous priest! this place commands | What tumult's this į my patience,

An uproar, I dare warrant, Or thou should'st find thou hast dishonour'd me. Begun through malice of the bishop's men. Think not, although in writing I preferr'd The manner of thy vile outrageous crimes,

(A noise again; Stones! Stones! That therefore I have forg'd, or am not able

Enter the Mayor of London, attended. Verbatim to rehearse the method of my pen: May. O, my good lords,--and virtuous Henry, .. No, prelate ; such is thy audacious wickedness, Pity the city of London, pity us! Thy lewd, pestiferous, and dissensious pranks, The bishop and the duke of Gloster's men, As very infants prattle of thy pride.

Forbidden late to carry any weapon, Thou art a' most pernicious usurer;

Have fill'd their pockets full of pebble-stones, Froward by nature, enemy to peace;

And, banding themselves in contrary parts,
Lascivious, wanton, more than well heseems Do pelt so fast at one another's pate,
A man of thy profession and degree;

That many have their giddy brains knock'd out:
And for thy treachery, What's more manifest? Our windows are broke down in every street,
In that thou laid'st a trap to take my life,

And we, for fear, compellid to shut our shops. As well at London Bridge, as at the Tower ?

Enter, skirmishing, the Retainers of GLOSTER and Beside, I fear me, if thy thoughts were sifted,

WINCHESTER, with bloody pates.
The king, thy sovereign, is not quite exempt
From envious malice of thy swelling heart.

K. Hen. We charge you, on allegiance to our Win. Gloster, I do defy thee.-Lords, vouchsafe

self, To give me hearing what I shall reply.

To hold your slaught'ring hands, and keep the peace. If I were covetous, ambitious, or perverse,

Pray, uncle Gloster, mitigate this strife. As he will have me, How am I so poor?

1 Serv. Nay, if we be Or how haps it, I seek not to advance

Forbidden stones, we'll fall to it with our teeth. Or raise myself, but keep my wonted calling?

2 Serv. Do what ye dare, we are as resolute. And for dissension, Who preferreth peace

[Skirmish again, More than I do,-sexcept I be provok'd ?

Glo. You of my household, leave this peevish No, my good lords, it is not that offends;

broil, It is not that, that hath incens'd the duke:

And set this unaccustom'de fight aside. It is, because no one should sway but he ;

3 Serv. My lord, we know your grace to be a man No one, but he, should be about the king;

Just and upright; and, for your royal birth, And that engenders thunder in his breast,

Inferior to none, but his majesty : And makes him roar these accusations forth.

And ere that we will suffer such a prince, But he shall know, I am as good

So kind a father of the commonweal, Glo..

As good ?

To be disgraced by an inkhorn mate, Thou bastard of my grandfather !4.

We, and our wives, and children, all will fight, Win. Ay, lordly sir; For what are you, I pray,

And have our bodies slaughter'd by thy foes. But one imperious in another's throne

1 Serv. Ay, and the very parings of our nails Glu. Am I not the protector, saucy priest?

Shall pitch a field, when we are dead. Win. And am I not a prelate of the church?

[Skirmish again. Glo. Yes, as an outlaw in a castle keeps,


Siay, stay, I say! And useth it to patronage hist

is theft.

And, if you love me, as you say you do, Win, Unreverent Gloster!

Let me persuade you to forbear a while. Glo.

Thou art reverent

K. Hen. O, how this discord doth aflict my Touching thy spiritual function, not thy life.

soul !

of John of Gaunt, duke of Lancaster, by Katharine I My ill is my ill usage. This sentiment resembles Swynford, whom the duke afterwards married. another of Falstaff, in the Second part of. King Henry 5 The jingle between roam and Rome is common to IV.:-“I will turn diseases to commodity."

other writers. 2 This parliament was held in 1426 at Leicester, 6 Johnson explains unaccustomed by unseenly, indethough here represented to have been held in London. cent; and in a note on Romeo and Juliet he says that he King Hetry was now in the fifth year of his age. In the thinks he has observed it used in old books for 100nder. first parlament, which was held at London shortly afterful, powerful, eficacious. But he could find no in. kis father's death, his mother Queen Katharine brought stances of either of these strange uses of the word when the your g king from Windsor to the metropolis, and sat he compiled his dictionary. on the tr.sone with the infant in her lap.

7 i.e. a bookish person, a pedant, applied in contemp. 8 i 0. articles of accusation..

to a scholar. Inkhornisms and inkhornaterms werc 4 The bishop of Winchester was an illegitimate son I common expressions.


he realm.

Can you, my lord of Winchester, behold

| Plan. And so thrive Richard, as thy foes may fall My sighs and tears, and will not once relent? And as my duty springs, so perish they Who should be pitiful, if you be not?

That grudge one thought against your majesty! Or who should study to prefer a peace,

All. Welcome, high prince, the mighty duke of If holy churchmen take delight in broils ?

York! War. My lord protector, yield ;-yield, Win Som. Perish, base prince, ignoble duke of York! chester;

. (Aside. Except you mean, with obstinate repulse,

Glo. Now will it best avail your majesty, To slay your sover n. and destroy the realm.

To cross the seas, and to be crown'd in France : You see what mischief, and what murder too, The presence of a king engenders love Hath been enacted through your enmity;

Amongst his subjects, and his loyal friends; Then be at peace, except yė thirst for blood. As it disanimates his enemies. Win. He shall submit, or I will never yield. K. Hen. When Gloster says the word, King Henry Glo. Compassion on the king commands me stoop;

. .. goes; Or, I would see his heart out, ere the priest For friendly counsel cuts off many foes. Should ever get that privilege of me.

. Glo. Your ships already are in readiness. War. Behold, my lord of Winchester, the duke

[Exeunt all but EXETER. Hath banish'd moody discontented fury,

Exe. Ay, we may march in England, or in France, As by his smoothed brows it doth appear: Not seeing what is likely to ensue; Why look you still so stern, and tragical ?

This late dissension, grown betwixt the peers, Glo. Here. Winchester. I offer thee my hand. Burns under feigned ashes of forg'd love.3 K. Hen. Fye, uncle Beaufort! I have heard you And will at last break out into a fame: preach,

As fester'd members rot but by degrees, That malice was a great and grievous sin:

Till bones, and flesh, and sinews, fall away, And will not you maintain the thing you teach, So will this base and envious discord breed.4 But prove a chief offender in the same ?

And now I fear that fatal prophecy, War. Sweet king!—the bishop hath a kindly Which in the time of Henry, nam'd the fifth, gird."

Was in the mouth of every sucking babe,-For shame, my lord of Winchester! relent; That Henry, born at Monmouth, should win all; What, shall a child instruct you what to do? And Henry, born at Windsor, should lose all:

Win. Well, duke of Gloster, I will yield to thee; Which is so plain, that Exeter doth wish Love for thy love, and hand for hand I give. His days may finish ere that hapless time. [Exit. Glo. Ay: but, I fear me, with a hollow heart.-

SCENE II. France. Before Rouen. Enter LA See here, my friends, and loving countrymen; This token serveth for a flag of truce,

PUCELLE disguised, and Soldiers dressed like Betwixt ourselves, and all our followers :

Countrymen, with Sacks upon their Backs. So help me God, as I dissemble not!

Puc. These are the city gates, die gates of Rouen, Win. So help me God, as I intend it not!

Through which our policy must make a breach :

[Aslde. Take heed, be wary how you place your words; K. Hen. 0, loving uncle, kind duke of Gloster, Talk like the vulgar sort of market-men, How joyful am I made by this contract !

| That come to gather money for their corn Away, my masters ! trouble us no more;

If we have entrance (as, I hope, we shall,) But join in friendship, as your lords have done. And that we find the slothful watch but weak, 1 Serv. Content; I'll to the surgeon's.

I'll by a sign give notice to our friends, 2 Serv.

And so will I. (That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them. 3 Serv. And I will see what physic the tavern 1 Sold. Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city, affords.

(Exeunt Servants, Mayor, fc. And we be lords and rulers over Rouen; War.

[Knocks. Therefore we'll knock

IS sovereign Which, in the right of Richard Plantagenet,

Guard. [Within.] Qui est la ? We do exhibit to your majesty.

Puc. Paisans, pauvres gens de France : Glo. Well urg'd, my lord of Warwick;—tor,

Poor markel-folks, that come to sell their corn. prince,

Guard. Enter, go in; the market-bell is rung. And if your grace mark every circumstance,

[Opens the Gate, You have great reason to do Richard right:

Puc. Now, Rouen,6 I'll shake 'thy bulwarks to Especially, for those occasions

the ground. [PUCELLE, &-c. enter the City, At Eltham-place I told your majesty. :K: Hen: And those occasións, uncle, were ofl Enter CHARLES, Bastard of Orleans, ALENGON

and Forces. force: Therefore, my loving lords, our pleasure is,

Char. Saint Dennis bless this happy stratagem ! That. Richard be restored to his blood.

| And once again we'll sleep secure in Rouen. War. Let Richard be restored to his blood;

| Bast. Here enter'd Pucelle, and her practisants ;' So shall his father's wrongs be recompens'd.

Now she is there, how will she specify Win. As will the rest, so willeth Winchester.

Where is the best and safest passage in? K. Hen. If Richard will be true, not that alone,

Alen. By thrushing out à torch from yonder But all the whole inheritance I give,

tower; That doth belong unto the house of York,

Which, once discern'd, shows, that her meaningis, From whence you spring by lineal descent.

No way to that, for weakness, which she enter'd. Plan. Thy humble servant vows obedience, Enter LA PUCELLE on a Battlement ; holding out a And humble service, till the point of death.

Torch burning. K. Hen. Stoop then, and set your knee against Puc. Behold, this is the happy wedding torch, my foot;

That joineth Rouen unto her countrymen: And, in reguerdon? of that duty done,

But burning fatal to the Talbotites. | girt thee with the valiant sword of York:

Bast. See, noble Charles! the beacon of our friend, Rise, Richard, like a true Plantagenet;

The burning torch in yonder turret stands. And rise created princely duke of York.


1 A kindly gird is a kind or gentle reprouf. A gird, 5 The duke of Exeter died shortly after the meeting properly, is a cutting reply, a sarcasm, or taunting of this parliament, and the earl of Warwick was ap speech.

pointed governor or tutor to the king in his room. 2 Reguerdon is recompense, reward. It is perhaps 6 Rouen was anciently written and pronounced Roan a corruption of regardum, Latin of the middle ages. 17 Practice, in the language of the time, was treachery

Tor insidious stratagem. Practisants are therefore con 4 i. e. so will the malignity of this discord propagate federates in treachery. itself, and advance

gi e. no way like na compared to that

Prouen was anciently wrihe king in his room.

... 4 1. e. so wilpositos cineri doloso. the middle ages.

Char. Now shine it like a comet of revenge, Great Caur-de-lion's heart was buried; A prophet to the fall of all our foes !

So sure I swear, to get the town, or die. Alen. Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends ;| Bur. My vows are equal partners with thy vows. Enter, and cry--The Dauphin !--presently,

Tul. But, ere we go, regard this dying prince, And then do execution on the watch. [They enter. The valiant duke of Bedford :--Come, my lord,

We will bestow you in some better place,
Alarums. Enter TALROT, and certain English. Fitter for sickness, and for crazy age.
Tal. France, thou halt rue this treason with thy Bed. Lord Talbot, do not so dishonour me.

Here will I sit before the walls of Rouen,
If Talbot but survive thy treachery.-

And will be partner of your weal, or woe. Pucelle, that witch, that damned sorceress,

Bur. Courageous Bedford, let us now persuado Hath wrought this hellish mischief unawares,

you. That hardly we escaped the pride of France.

Bed. Not to be gone from hence; for once I read. Exeunt to the Town. I That stout Pendragon, in his litter, sick,

Came to the field, and vanquished his foes:
Alarum : Excursions. Enter from the Town, BED-Methinks, I should revive the soldiers' hearts

FORD, brought in sick in a Chair, with TALBOT, Because I ever found them as myself.
BURGUNDY, and the English Forces. Then, enter Tal. Undaunted spirit in a dying breast!
on the Walls, L. PUCELLE, CHARLES, Bastard, Then be it so :-Heavens keep old Bedford safel
ALENgon, and others.

And now no more ado, brave Burgundy, Puc. Good morrow, gallants ! want ye corn for But gather we our forces out of hand, bread?

And set upon our boasting enemy. I think, the duke of Burgundy will fast,

[Exeunt BURGUNDY, TALBOT, and Forces, Before he'll buy again at such a rate :

leaving BEDFORD, and others. 'Twas full of darnel ;? Do you like the taste ? Bur. Scoff on, vile fiend, and shameless cour-15

Alarums : Excursions. Enter Sir John FASTOLFE

and a Captain. tesan: I trust, ere long, to choke thee with thine own, | Cap. Whither away, Sir John Fastolfe, in such And make thee curse the harvest of that corn.

haste ? Char. Your grace may starve, perhaps, before Fast. Whither away? to save myself by flight; that time.

We are like to have the overthrow again. Bed. O, bet no words, but deeds, revenge this Cap. What! will you fly, and leave Lord Talbot ? treason! Fast.

Ay, Puc. What will you do, good gray-beard? break All the Talbots in the world to save my life. [Exit. a lance,

Cap. Cowardly knight! ill fortune follow thee. And run a tilt at death within a chair?

[Exit Tal. Foul fiend of France, and hag of all despite, Retreat : Excursions. Enter, from the Town, LA Encompass'd with thy lustful paramours !

PUCELLE, ALENGON, CHARLES, Sc. and exeunt. Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age,

Aying. And twit with cowardice a man half dead?

Bed. Now, quiet soul, depart when heaven please Damsel, I'll have a bout with you again,

For I have seen our enemies' overthrow. Or else let Talbot perish with this shame.

What is the trust or strength of foolish man? Puc. Are you so hot, sir?-Yet, Pucelle, hold They, that of late were daring with their scoffs,

Are glad and fain by flight to save themselves.' If Talbot do but thunder, rain will follow.. .

(Dies, and is carried off in his Chair. [TALBOT, and the rest, consult together. God speed the parliament! who shall be the speaker? | 4

Aiarum : Enter TALBOT, BURGUNDY, and others T'al. Dare ye come forth and meet us in the field ?! Tal. Lost, and recover'd in a day again.

Puc. Belike, your lordship takes us then for fools, This is a double honour, Burgundy: To try if that our own be ours, or no.

Yet, heavens have glory for this victory! Tal. I speak not to that railing Hecate,

Bur. Warlike and martial Talbot, Burgundy But unto thee, Alençon, and the rest;

Enshrines thee in his heart; and there erects Will ye, like soldiers, come and fight it out? Thy noble deeds, as valour's monument. Alen. Signior, no.

I al. Thanks, gentle duke. But where is Pucelle Tal. Signior, hang!—base muleteers of France !. now ? Like peasant footboys do they keep the walls;

I think, her old familiar is asleep: And dare not take up arms like gentlemen.

Now where's the Bastard's braves, and Charles his Puc. Captains, away: let's get us from the walls;

For Talbot means no goodness, by his looks.-- What, all a-mort ?6 Rouen hangs her head for grief,
God be wi' you, my lord! we came; sir, but to tell you That such a valiant company are fled.
That we are here,

Now will we take some order in the town,
[Exeunt La PUCELLE, &c. from the Walls. Placing therein some expert officers;
Tal. And there will we be too, ere it be long, And then depart to Paris, to the king;
Or else reproach be Talbot's greatest fame!" For there young Harry, with his nobles, lies.
Vow, Burgundy, by honour of thy house,

Bur. What wills Lord Talbot, pleaseth Burgundv. (Prick'd on by public wrongs, sustaind in France,)| Tal. But yet, before we go, let's not forget Either to get the town again, or die :

The noble duke of Bedford, late deceas'd, And I,mas sure as English Henry lives,

But see his exequies fulfill'd in Rouen ; And as his father here was conqueror;

A braver soldier never couched lance, As sure as in this late-betrayed town

3 This is from Harding's Chronicle, who gives this 1 Pride signifies haughty power. The same speaker account of Uther Pendragon : afterwards says, in Act. iv.:

For which the king ordained a horse-litter · “And from the pride of Gallia rescued thee.'

To beare him so then unto Verolame, 2. Darnel (says Gerarde, in his Herbal) hurleth the Where Occa lay and Oysa also in feer, cyes, and maketh them dim, if it happen either in corne That Saynt Albons, now hight of noble fame, for breade, or drinke.' Hence the old proverb-Lolio Bet downe the walles, but to him forthe thei came victitare, applied to such as were dim-sighted. Thus Wher in battayl Occa and Oyssa were slayne, also Ovid. Fast. i. 691 :

The felde he had, and thereof was ful fayne.' El careant loliis oculos vitiantibus agri.'

4 The Duke of Bedford died at Rouen in September La Pucelle means to intimate that the corn she carried | 1435 ; but not in any action before that town. with her had produced the same effect on the guards of 5 Scofis Rouen; otherwise they would have seen through her 6 i. e. what quite cast down, or dispirited disguise, and descated her stratagem

Make some necessary dispositicis

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