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Henry the Fifth! thy glost I invocate ;
Retiring from the siege of Orleans,
No leisure had he io enrank his men;
He wanted pikes to set before his archers;
Instead whereof, sharp stakes, pluck'd out of hedges, Mess. My honourable lords, health to you
They pitched in the ground confusedly, Sad tidings bring I to you out of France,
To keep the horsemen off from breaking in. of loss, of slaughter, and discomfiture :
More than three hours the fight continued Guienne, Champaigne, Rbeims, Orleans,
Where valiant Talbot, above human thought, Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost.? Enacted wonders with his sword and lance. Bed. What say'st thou, man, before dead Henry's Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand hire; corse ?
Here, there, and every where, enrag'd he slew : Speak softly; or the loss of those great towns The French exclaim'd, The devil was in arms; Will make him burst his lead, and rise from death. All the whole army stood a gaz'd on him:
Glo. Is Paris lost ? is Rouen yielded up? His soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit, If Henry were recall'd to life again,
A Talbot! á Talbot! cried out amain, These news would cause him once more yield the And rush'd into the bowels of the battle. ghost.
Here had the conquest fully been seal'd up, Exe. How were they lost ? what treachery was If Sir John Fastolfes had not play'd the coward; us'd?
He being in the vaward (plac'd behind, Mess. No treachery; but want of men and money. With purpose to relieve and follow them,) Among the soldiers this is mutter'd,
Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke.
Hence grew the general wreck and massacre;
A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace,
strength, By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd. Durst not presume to look once in the face. Awake, awake, English nobility!
Bed. Is Talbot slain? then I will slay myself, Let not sloth dim your honours, new begot: For living idly here, in pomp and ease, Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms; Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid, Of England's coat one half is cut away.
Unto his dastard foeman is betray'd. Ere. Were our tears wanting to this funeral, 3 Mess. O no, he lives; but is took prisoner, These tidings would call forth her flowing tides. And Lord Scales with him, and Lord Hungerford
Bed. Me they concern; regent I am of France:- Most of the rest slaughter'd, or took, likewise. Give me my steeled coat, I'll fight for France.- Bed. His ransom there is none but I shall pay : Away with these disgraceful wailing robes ! I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne, Wounds I will lend the French, instead of eyes, His crown shall be the ransom of my friend ; To weep their intermissive miséries.*
Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours.Enter another Messenger.
Farewell, my masters; to my task will I;
Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make, 2 Mess Lords, view these letters, full of bad To keep our great Saint George's feast withal : mischance,
Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take, France is revolted from the English quite ; Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake. Except some petty towns of no import :
3 Mess. So you had necd; for Orleans is beThe Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims;
And hardly keeps his men from mutiny, Exe. The Dauphin is crowned king! all fiy to Since they, so few, watch such a multitude. him!
Ece. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry O, whither shall we fly from this reproach?
sworn; 'Glo. We will not fly, but to our enemies' throats; . Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, Bedford, if thou be slack, l'll fight it out.
Or bring him in obedience to your yoke. Bed. Gloster, why doubt'st thou of my forward
Bed. I do remember it; and here take leave, ness? To go about my preparation.
[Eril. An army have I muster'd in my thoughts,
Glo. I'll to the Tower, with all the haste I can, Wherewith already France is overrun.
To view the aruillery and munition;
And then I will proclaim young Henry king. [Erit.
Exe. To Eltham wills, where the young king is, 3 Mess. My gracious lords, to add to your laments, Being ordain'd his special governor; Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse, - And for his safety there I'll best devise. (Erit. I must inform you of a dismal fight,
Win. Each hath his place and function to attend : Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French. I am left out: for me nothing remains.
Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame ? is't so ? But long I will not be Jack-out-of-office; 3 Mess. O, no; wherein Lord Talbot was o'er- The king from Eltham I intend to steal, thrown:
And sit at chiefest stem of public weal. The circumstance I'll tell you more at large.
(Exit. Scene closes, The tenth of August last, this dreadful lord,
5 For an account of this Sir John Fastolse, vide Bio. 1 Pope conjectured that this blank had been supplied graphia Britannica, by Kippis, vol. v.; in which is his by the name of Francis Drake, which, though a gla-life, written by Mr. Gough. ring anachronism, might have been a popular, though 6 The old copy reads send, the present reading was not judicibus, mode of attracting plaudits in the theatre. proposed by Mason, who observes that the king was not Part of the arms of Drake was two blazing stars. at this time in the power of the cardinal, but under the
2 Capel proposed to complete this defective verse by care of the duke of Exeter. The second article of accu. the insertion of Rouen among the places lost, as Gloster sation brought against the bishop by the duke of Glouces. Infers that it had been mentioned with the rest.
ter is that he purposed and disposed him to set hand on 3 i. e. England's flowing lides.
the king's person, and to have removed him from El. 4 i. e. their miseries which have only a short inter tham 10 Windsor, io the intent to put him in governance mission.
as him list' Holinshed vol. iii. p. 591
SCENE,II. France. Before Orleans. Enter | Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words,
CHARLES, with his Forces ; ALENCON, REIGNIER, For they are certain and infa!bble. and others.
Char. Go, call her in: [Exit Bastard.) But, first Char. Mars his true moving,' oven as in the
to try her skill, heavens,
Rcignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place : So in the earth, to this day is not known:
Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern :Late did he shine upon the English side ;
By this mean shall we sound what skill she hath. Now we are victors, upon us he smiles.
[Retires. What towns of any moment, but we have? Enter LA PUCELLE, Bastard of Orleans, and others. At pleasure here we lie, near Orleans;
Reig. Fair maid, is't thou wilt do these wondrous Otherwhiles, the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,
feats? Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.
Puc. Reignier, is't thou that thinkest to beguile Alen. They want their porridge, and their fat bullbeeves :
Where is the Dauphin ?--come, come from behind; Either they must be dieted like mules,
I know thee well, ihough never seen before. And have their provender tied to their mouths,
Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me: Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice. Reig. Let's raise the siege ; Why live we idly Stand back, you lords, and give us leave a while.
In private will I talk with thee apart:here?
Reig. She takes upon her bravely at first dash. Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear:
Puc. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daughter, Reraineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury;
My wit untrain'd in any kind of ari. And he may well in fretting spend bis gall,
Heaven, and our Lady gracious, hath it pleas'd Nor men, nor money, haih he to make war.
To shine on my contemptible estate: Char. Sound, sound alarum; we will rush on them. Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs, Now for the honour of the forlorn French :-
Anil to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks,
God's mother deigned to appear to me;
Her aid she promis'd, and assur'd success :
complete glory she reveal'd herself; Doys! cowards ! dastards !--I would ne'er have fied, with those clear rays which she infus'd on me, But that they left me 'midst my enemies.
That beauty am I bless'd with, which you see. Rrig. Salisbury is a desperate homicide ;
Ask me what question thou canst possible,
And I will answer unpremediated :
My courage try by combal, if thou darist,
And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex. England all Olivers and Rowlands bred,
If thou receive me for thy warlike mate, During the lime Edward the Third did reign.
Char. Thou hast astonish'd me with thy high More truly now may this be verified;
terms; For none but Samsons, and Goliasses It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten !
Only this proof I'll of thy valour make, Lean raw-bon'd rascals; who would e'er suppose
In single combat thou shalt buckle with me : They had such courage and audacity ?
And, if thou vanquishest, thy words are true; Char. Let's leave this lown; for they are hair
Otherwise, I renounce all confidence. brain'd slaves,
Puc. I am prepard : bere is my keen-edged sword,
Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each side: And hunger will enforce them to be more cager :
The which at Touraine, in Saint Katharine's church Of old I know them; rather with their teeth
yard, The walls they'll tear down, than forsake the siege. Reig. I think, by some odd gimmals or device,
Out of a great deal of old iron I chose forth.
Char. Then come o'God's name, I fear no woman. Their arms are set, like clocks, still to strike on; Else ne'er could they hold out so as they do.
Puc. And, while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man. By my consent, we'll e'en let them alone.
(They figh. Alen. Be it so.
Char. Stay, stay thy hands; thou art an Amazon,
And fightest with the sword of Deborah.
Puc. Christ's mother helps me, eise I were too Bast. Where's the prince Dauphin, I bave news
weak. for him.
Char. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must Char. Bastards of Orleans, thrice welcome to us. help me: Bast. Methinks, your looks are sad, your cheere Impatiently I burn with thy desire ; appallid:
My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu'd. Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence? Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so, Be not dismay'd, for succour is at hand :
Let me thy servant, and not sovereign, be; A holy maid hither with me I bring,
'Tis the French Dauphin sueth thus to thee. Which, by a vision sent to her from heaven,
Puc. I must not yield to any rites of love, Ordained is to raise this tedious siege,
For my profession's sacred from above: And drive the English forth the bounds of France.
When I have chased all thy foes from hence, The spirit of deep prophecy she hath,
Then will I think upon a recompense. Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome ;' What's past, and what's to come, she can descry. 4 By gimmals, gimbols, gimmers, or gimores, any
kind of device or machinery producing motion was 1 You are as ignorant in the true movings of my meant. Baret has 'the gimeio or hinge of a door.' muse as the astronomers are in the true movings of 5 Bastard was not in former times a uile of reproach. Mars, which to this day they could never attain to. Ga. 6 Cheer in this instance means heart or courage, as briel Harvey's Hunt is up, by Nash, 1596, Preface. in the expression be of good cheer.' 2 i. e. the prey for which they are hungry.
7 Warburton says thai, there were no nine sybils og 3 These were two of the most famous in the list of Rome, it is a mistake for the nine Sibylline Oracles Charlemagne's twelve peers; and their exploits are the brought to one of the Tarquins.' But the poet followed theme of the old romances. From the equally doughty the popular books of his day, which say that the ten and unheard of exploits of these champions, arose the sybils were women that had ihe spirit of prophecy (enu paying of Giving a Rowland for an Oliver, for giving a merating them) and that they prophesied of Christ : erson as good as he brings.
8 i. e. be convinced of il
Gates, WOODVILLE; The Secret me to the
Clas. Mean tine, look gracious on thy prostrate Servants rush at the Toner Galeri
thrall. Reig. My lord, methinks, is very long in talk. Wood. [Within.] What noise is this? what trai. Alen. Doubtless he shrives this woman to her
tors have we here? smock;
Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I hear ? Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech. Open the gates; here's Gloster, that would enter. Reig. Shall we disturb him, since he keeps no 'Wood. (Within.] Have patience, noble duke : 1 mean?
may not open; Alen. He may mean more than we poor men do The cardinal of Winchester forbids : know :
From him I have express commandment, These women are shrewi tempters with their tongues. That thou, nor none of thine, shall be let in. Rag. My lord, where are you? what devise you Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest him 'foro on?
me ? Shall we give over Orieans, or no?
Arrogant Winchester ? that haughty prelate, Puc. Why, no, I sav, distrustful recreants !
Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could brook? Fright till the last gesp, I will be your guard. Thou art no friend to God, or to the king: Char. What sne says, I'll confirm; we'll fight it Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly. out.
1 Serv. Open the gates unto the lord protector; Puc. Assign'd am I to be the English scourge. Or we'll burst them open, if that you come noi This night the siege assuredly I'll raise :
quickly. Expect Saint Martin's summer,' halcyon days, Since I have entered into these wars.
Enter WINCHESTER, attended by a Train of sem Glory is like a circle in the water,
vants in tauny Coats." Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
Win. How now, ambitious Humphry? what Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.”
means this? With Henry's death, the English circle ends ; Glo. Pield priest, dost thou command me to be Dispersed are the glories it included.
shut out? Now am I like that proud insulting ship,
Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor, Which Cesar and his fortune bare at once. And not protector of the king or realm.
Char. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove ?3 Glo, Stand back, thou manifest conspirator; Thou with an eagle art inspired then.
Thou, that contriv’dst to murder our dead lord Helen, the mother of great Constantine,
Thou, that giv'st whores indulgences to sing :
Alen, Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege.
To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt.
I'll use, to carry thee out of this place. No prophet will I trust, if she prove false. [Ereunt. Win. Do what thou dar’st: I beard thee in thy SCENE III. London. Hill before the Tower.
face. Enter, at the Gates, the Duke of Gloster, with
Glo. What ? am I dar'd, and bearded to my
face? his Serving-men in blue Coats.
Draw, men, for all this privileged place; Glo. I am come to survey the Tower this day;
Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware your Since Henry's death, I fear there is conveyance
beard; Where be these warders, that they wait not here?
[Gloster and his men attack the Bishop. Open the gates; Gloster it is that calls.
(Servants knock. Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat;
I mean to tng it, and to cuff you soundly: I Ward. (Within.) Who is there that knocks so In spite of pope or dignities of church, imperiously?
Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee 1 Serv. Ii is the noble duke of Gloster.
Win. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the pope. 2 Ward. (Within.] Whoe'er he be, you may not Glo. Winchester goose, '2 I cry—a rope ! a rope !
be let in. | Serv. Answer you so the lord protector, Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array
Now beat them hence: Why do you let them stay? villains ? I Ward. (Within.] The Lord protect him! so
Out, tawny coats !-out scarlet13 hypocrite! we answer him :
Here a great Tumult. In the midst of it, Enter the IFe do no otherwise than we are willid.
Mayor of London, 14 and Oficers. Glo. Who willed you? or whose will stands, but May. Fye, lords! that you, being supreme magismine?
trates, There's none protector of the realm, but I.
Thus contumeliously should break the peace! Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize :
Glo. Peace, mayor: thou know'st little of my Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms?,
1 i. e, expect prosperity after misfortune, like fair 9 Traitor. weather at Martlemas, after winter has begun.
10 The public stairs in Southwark were under tho 2 This is a favourite image with poets.
jurisdiction of the bishop of Winchester. Upton had 3 Mahomet had a dove which he used to feed with seen the office book of the court leet, in which was en. wheat out of his ear; which dove when it was hungry, tered the fees paid by, and the customs and regulations lighted un Mahomet's shoulder, and thrust its bill in to of these brothels. find its breakfast, Mahomet persuading the rude and 11 To canras wag 'to togs in a sieve ; a punishment -imple Arabkins that it was the Holy Ghost.' Raleigh's (says Cotgrave) inflicted on such as commit gross ab dist. of the World, part i. c. vi.
surdities.' 4 Meaning the foc. daughters of Philip mentioned in 12 A Winchester goose was a particular stage of the Acts, xxi. 9.
disease contracted in the stews, hence Gloucester be5 Conveyance anciently signified any kind of furtive stows the epithet on the bishop in derision and scorn. knavery, or privy stealing.
13 In King Henry VIII. the earl of Surrey, with a 6 To break up was the same as to break open. similar allusion to Cardinal Wolsey's habit, calls him 7 It appears that he attendants upon ecclesiastical scarlet sin.' courts, and a bishop's servants, were then, as now, dis- 14 It appears from Pennant's London that this mayor tinguished by clothing of a sombre colour.
was John Coventry, an opulent mercer, from whom the 81. e, bald, alluding to his shaven crown.
present earl of Coventry is descended.
Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king, Or by what means gott'st thou to be releas'd ?
Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner,
Called the brave Lord Punton de Santrailles ;
But with a baser man of arms by far,
Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me And would have armour here out of the Tower, Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death To crown himself king, and suppress the prince.
Rather than I would be so vile esteem'd. Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but blows. In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir’d.
(Here they skirmish again. Bui, o'! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart May. Nought rests for me, in this tumultuous Whom with my bare fists I would execute, strife,
If I now had him brought into my power. But to make open proclamation :
Sal. Yet tell’st thou not, how thou wert enter Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou can'st.
tain'd. Off. All manner of men, assembled here in arms this
Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious day against God's peace and the king's, we charge and command you, in his highness' name, to repar to be a public spectacle to all;
In open market-place produc'd they me, to your several dwelling-places; and not to wear, handle, or use, any sword, weapon, or dagger, Here, said they, is the terror of the French," henceforward, upon pain of death.
The scare-crow that affrights our children so.
Then broke I from the officers that led me;
And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground
None durst come near for fear of sudden death.
So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread
That they suppos'd, I could rend bars of steel,
Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you ondur'd.
Now it is supper-time in Orleans :
on the Walls, the Master Gunner and his Son. Let us look in, the sight will much delight ihee.-
Let me have your express opinions,
Where is best place to make our battery next.
Tal. For aught I see, this city must be famish'd, Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
Or with light skirmishes enfeebled. Something I must do, to procure me grace ::
(Shot from the Town. SALISBURY and SIR The prince's espials have inform’d me,
Tho. GARGRAVE fall. llow the English, in the suburbs close intrerch'd,
Sal. O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners . Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars
Gar. O Lord, have mercy on me, wocfui man! In yonder tower, to overpeer the city;
Tal. What chance is this, that suddenly hath And theuce discover how, with most advantage,
How far’st thou, mirror of all martial men?
Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand,
That hath contriv'd this woeful tragedy ! For I can stay no longer.
In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame;
Henry the Fifth he first train'd to the wars;
I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.
Yet liv'st thou, Salisbury' though thy speech doch
fail, Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Tower, the Lords One eye thou hast to look to heaven for grace :
SALISBURY and Talbot, Sir William The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.GLANSDALE, Sir Thomas GARGRAVE, and Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive, others.
If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands! Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd! Bear hence his body, I will help to bury it.Ilow wert thou handled, being prisoner ?
Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any
Speak unto Talbot ; nay, look up to him. 1 Malone erroneously thinks the mayor cries out for peace-officers armed with clubs or staves. The practice very scourge and a daily terror, insomuch enat as his of calling out Clubs! clubs ! to call out the London person was fearful and terrible to his adversaries preapprentices upon the occasion of any affray in the sent, so his name and fame was spiteful and dieadful to stree:s, has been before explained, see As You Like It, the common people absent; insomuch that women in Act v. Sc. 2.
France, to seare their yong children, would cryo the 2 Stomach is pride, a haughty spirit of resentment Talbot cometh.' Hall's Chronicle. 3 Favour.
8 Camden says, in his Remaines, that the French 4 Spies. Vide note on Hamlet, Act iii. Sc. I.
scarce knew the use of great ordnance till the siege of 8 The old copy reads went; the emendation is Mr. Mans in 145.5, when a breach was made in the walls of Tyrwhitt's
that town by the English, under the conduct of this earl 6 The old copy readspild esteemid.
of Salisbury; and that he was the first English gentle 7. This man (Talbot) was to the French people al man that was slain by a cannon ball.
KING HENRY VI, Salisburg cheer thy spirit with this comfort ; Sheep run not half so timomust from the wolf, Thou shalt not die, whiles
Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard,
NS He 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. What stir is this? What tumult's in the heavens? 0, would I were to die wiu Salisbury! Whence cometh this alarum, and the noise ? The shame hereof will make me hide my head. Enter a Messenger,
(Alarum. Retreat. Exeunt Talbot and Mes. My lord, my lord, the French have gatherd SCENE VI. The same. Enter, on the Walle,
his Forces, &c. head: The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd,
PUCELLE, CHARLES, REIGNIER, ALENGON, and
Soldiers. A holy prophetess, new risen up,Is come with a great power to raise the siege. Puc. Advance our waving colours on the walls ;
(SALISBURY groans. Rescu'd is Orleans from the English wolves : Tal Hear, hear, how dying 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, Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels, That one day bloom'd, and fruitful were the next.& And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.- France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess ! Convey me Salisbury into his tent,
Recover'd is the town of Orleans : And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state. dare. [Ereunt, bearing out the bodies. Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout the
town? SCENE V. The same. Before one of the Gates. Alarum. Skirmishings. Talbot pursueth the Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires,
And feast and banquet in the open streets,
Alen. All France will be replete with mirth and enter TALBOT. Tal. Where is my strength, my valour, and my When they shall hear hoy we have play'd the mon. 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.
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,” thou art a witch,
Her ashes, in an urn more precious And straightway give thy soul to him thou serv'st. Than the rich-jeweld coffer of Darius, Puc Come, come, 'tis only I that must disgrace Transported shall be at high festivals thee.
Before the kings and queens of France.
But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint.
After this golden day of victory. (Flourish. Exeunt, Puc. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come:
ACT II. I must go victual Orleans forthwith. 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 io 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." wheel;
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, (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 calld us, for our fierceness, English dogs; March, Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.
Tal. Lord Regent,—and redoubted Burgundy,
(A short Alarum. Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,
By whose approach, the regions of Artois, Or tear the lions out of England's coat;
Walloon, and Picardy, are friends to us, Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' stead :
This happy night the Frenchmen are secure,
Having all day carous'd and banqueted : I Puzzel means a dirty wench or a drab, 'from puz. 6 The Adonis hortí 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.
S'In what price the noble poems of Homer were 4 Old copy treacherous. Corrected by Pope. holden by Alexander the Great, insomuch that everio
5 Wolves. Thus the second solio, the first omits that night they were layd under his pillow, and by day wero word, and the epithet brighi prefixed to Astrea in the carried in the rich jeroel coffer of Darius, lately before next line but one. Malone follows the reading of the vanquished by him. Puttenham's Arie of English first folio, and contends that by a licentious pronuncia. Poesie, 1589. tion a syllable was added, thus Engleish, Asterea. 9 The same as guard-room,