"Thou maiden youth, be vanquifh'd by a maid." Bur. Doubtless, he would have made a noble Knight: Of the most bloody nurfer of his harms. Baft. Hew them to pieces, hack their bones asunder; Char. Oh, no: forbear: for that which we have fled Enter Sir William Lucy. Lucy. Conduct me to the Dauphin's tent, to know Char. On what fubmiffive meffage are thou fent? I come to know what prifoners thou haft ta'en, Char. For prifoners ask'ft thou? hell our prison is. Lucy. Where is the great Alcides of the field, Great Earl of Wafhford, Waterford, and Valence, Lord Strange of Blackmere, Lord Verdon of Alton, Pucel. Here is a filly, ftately, ftile, indeed: Stinking, and fly-blown, lies here at our feet. Give me their bodies, that I may bear them hence, Pucel. I think, this Upftart is old Talbot's ghoft; Char. Go, take their bodies hence. Lucy. I'll bear them hence; But from their afhes, Dauphin, fhall be rear'd Char. So we be rid of them, do what thou wilt: SCENE changes to England. [Exeunt. Enter King Henry, Gloucester, and Exeter. AVE you perus'd the letters from the K. Henry. HAVE Pope, The Emperor, and the Earl of Armagnac ? To have a godly Peace concluded of, Between the realms of England and of France. K. Henry. How doth your Grace affect this motion ? Glou. Well, my good lord; and as the only means To ftop effufion of our Chriftian blood, And ftablish quietnefs on ev'ry fide. K. Henry. Ay, marry, uncle, for I always thought It was both impious and unnatural, That That fuch immanity and bloody ftrife The Earl of Armagnac, near kin to Charles, Proffers his only daughter to your Grace Than wanton dalliance with a paramour. Enter Winchester, and three Ambaladors. "If once he come to be a Cardinal, "He'll make his Cap coequal with the Crown." K. Hy. My lords Ambaffadors, your fev'ral fuits Have been confider'd and debated on; Your purpose is both good and reasonable: Glou. And for the proffer of my lord your master, K. Henry. In argument and proof of which Contract Bear her this jewel, pledge of my affection. And fo, my lord Protector, fee them guarded, And fafely brought to Dover; where, infhipp'd, Commit them to the fortune of the fea. [Exeunt King and Train Win. Stay, my lord Legate, you fhall firft receive The fum of money which I promised Should be deliver'd to his Holiness, For cloathing me in these grave ornaments. I'll either make thee ftoop, and bend thy knee, SCENE changes to France. [Exeunt. Enter Dauphin, Burgundy, Alanfon, Baftard, Reignier, Dau. TH and Joan la Pucelle. HESE news, my lords, may cheer our drooping fpirits: 'Tis faid, the ftout Parifians do revolt, And turn again unto the warlike French. Alan. Then march to Paris, royal Charles of France, And keep not back your Pow'rs in dalliance, Pucel. Peace be amongst them, if they turn to us, Elfe Ruin combat with their Palaces. Enter Scout. Scout. Succefs unto our valiant General, And happiness to his accomplices! Dau. What tidings fend our scouts? I pr'ythee, speak. Scout. The English army, that divided was Into two parts, is now conjoin'd in one; And means to give you battle presently. Dau. Somewhat too fudden, Sirs, the warning is; But we will presently provide for them. Burg. I trust, the ghost of Talbot is not there Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear. Pucel. Of all bafe paffions fear is most accurft. Command the Conquest, Charles, it shall be thine : Let Let Henry fret and all the world repine. Dau. Then on, my lords; and France be fortunate. [Exeunt. Alarm: excurfions. Enter Joan la Pucelle. Pucel. The Regent conquers, and the Frenchmen fly. Now help, ye charming Spells and Periapts; And, ye choice Spirits, that admonish me, Enter Fiends. This fpeedy quick appearance argues proof [Thunder. Help me this once, that France may get the field. [They walk, and speak not. Oh, hold me not with filence over long: Where I was wont to feed you with my blood, In earnest of a further benefit: So you do condefcend to help me now. Pay recompence, [They hang their heads. fuit. [They shake their heads. if you will grant my Cannot my body, nor blood-facrifice, [They depart. See, they forfake me. Now the time is come, And Hell too ftrong for me to buckle with: [Exit. |