And now to Paris, in this conquering vein; All will be ours, now bloody Talbot's slain.

[Exeunt.

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ACT V.

SCENE I.

London. A Room in the Palace.

Enter King HENRY, GLOSTER, and EXETER.

K. Hen. Have you perus'd the letters from the Pope,

The Emperor, and the Earl of Armagnac? Glo. I have, my Lord; and their intent is this,

They humbly sue unto your Excellence
To have a godly peace concluded of,
Between the realms of England and of France.
K. Hen. How doth your Grace affect their

motion?

Glo. Well, my good Lord; and as the only

means

To stop effusion of our Christian blood,
And 'stablish quietness on every side.

K. Hen. Ay, marry, uncle; for I always thought,

It was both impious and unnatural,

That such immanity and bloody strife
Should reign among professors of one faith.
Glo. Beside, my Lord,

effect,

the sooner to

And surer bind, this knot of amity,

The Earl of Armagnac near kuit to Charles,

A

A man of great authority in France,

Proffers his only daughter to your Grace

In marriage, with a large and sumptuous dowry. K. Hen. Marriage, uncle? alas! my years are young;

And fitter is my study and my books,

Than wanton dalliance with a paramour.
Yet, call the ambassadors; and, as you please,
So let them have their answers every one:
I shall be well content with any choice,
Tends to God's glory, and my country's weal.

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Enter a Legate, and two Ambassadors, with WINCHESTER in a Cardinal's habit.

Exe. What! is my Lord of Winchester install'd,

And call'd unto a Cardinal's degree!
Then, I perceive, that will be verify'd,
Henry the fifth did sometime prophecy,
If once he come to be a Cardinal,

He'll make his cap co-equal with the crown.
K. Hen. My Lords Ambassadors, your se-
veral suits

Have been consider'd and debated on.
Your purpose is both good and reasonable :
And, therefore, are we certainly resolv'd
To draw conditions of a friendly peace;
Which, by my Lord of Winchester, we mean
Shall be transported presently to France.
Glo. And for the proffer of my lord your

master >

I have inform'd his Highness so at large,
As liking of the Lady's virtuous gifts,
Her beauty, and the value of her dower,
He doth intend she shall be England's Queen
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K. Hẹn. In argument and proof of which contract,

Bear her this jewel, [to the Amb.] pledge of
my affection.
And so, my Lord Protector, see them guarded,
And safely brought to Dover; where, inshipp'd,
Commit them to the fortune of the sea.

[Exeunt King HENRY and Train; GLOSTER,
EXETER, and Ambassadors.

Win. Stay, my Lord Legate; you shall first receive

The sum of money, which I promised
Should be deliver'd to his Holiness
For clothing me in these grave ornaments.

Leg. I will attend upon your Lordship's

leisure.

Win. Now Winchester will not submit, I ́

trow,

Or be inferior to the proudest Peer.

Humphrey of Gloster, thou shalt well perceive, That, neither in birth, or for authority,

The Bishop will be overborne by thee:

I'll either make thee stoop, and bend thy knee, Or sack this country with a mutiny.

SCENE II.

France. Plains in Anjou.

[Exeunt.

Enter CHARLES, BURGUNDY, ALENÇON, LA PUCELLE, and Forces, marching.

Char. These news, my Lords, may cheer our

drooping spirits :

'Tis said, the stout Parisians do revolt, And turn again unto the warlike French. Alen. Then march to Paris, royal Charles of France,

And keep not back your powers in dalliance. Puc. Peace be amongst them, if they turn

to us;

Else, ruin combat with their palaces!

Enter a Messenger.

Mess. Success unto our valiant general, And happiness to his accomplices!

Char. What tidings send our scouts? I pr'ythee, speak.

Mess. The English army, that divided was Into two parts, is now conjoin'd in one; And means to give you battle presently.

Char. Somewhat too sudden, Sirs, the warning is;

But we will presently provide for them.

Bur. I trust, the ghost of Talbot is not there; Now he is gone, my Lord, you need not fear. Puc. Of all base passions, fear is most accurs'd :--Command the conquest, Charles, it shall be thine; Let Henry fret, and all the world repine. Char. Then on, my Lords; And France be fortunate! [Exeunt,

Now help, ye charming spells and periapts;
And ye choice spirits that admonish me,
And give me signs of future accidents!

[Thunder.

You speedy helpers, that are substitutes
Under the lordly Monarch of the north,
Appear, and aid me in this enterprize!
Enter Fiends.

This speedy and quick appearance argues proof
Of your accustom'd diligence to me.
Now, ye familiar spirits, that are cull'd
Out of the powerful regions under earth,
Help me this once, that France may get the field.
[They walk about, 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.
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.