Author: William ShakespeareNot Peer Reviewed
Henry VI, Part 1 (Folio 1, 1623)
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> 1374 King. And tho
se occa
sions,
Vnckle,
were of force:
1375Therefore my louing Lords,
our plea
sure is,
1376That
Richard be re
stored to his Blood
. 1377 Warw. Let
Richard be re
stored to his Blood,
1378So
shall his Fathers wrongs be recompenc't.
1379 Winch. As will the re
st,
so willeth
Winchester.
1380 King. If
Richard will be true,
not that all alone,
1381But all the whole Inheritance I giue,
1382That doth belong vnto the Hou
se of
Yorke,
1383From whence you
spring, by Lineall De
scent.
1384 Rich. Thy humble
seruant vowes obedience,
1385And humble
seruice,
till the point of death.
1386 King. Stoope then, and
set your Knee again
st my Foot,
1387And in reguerdon of that dutie done,
1388I gyrt thee with the valiant Sword of
Yorke: 1389Ri
se
Richard,
like a true
Plantagenet,
1390And ri
se created Princely Duke of
Yorke.
1391 Rich. And
so thriue
Richard, as thy foes may fall,
1392And as my dutie
springs,
so peri
sh they,
1393That grudge one thought again
st your Maie
sty.
1394 All. Welcome high Prince, the mighty Duke of
Yorke.
1395 Som. Peri
sh ba
se Prince, ignoble Duke of
Yorke.
1396 Glost. Now will it be
st auaile your Maie
stie,
1397To cro
sse the Seas,
and to be Crown'd in France:
1398The pre
sence of a King engenders loue
1399Among
st his Subie
cts,
and his loyall Friends,
1400As it dis-animates his Enemies.
1401 King. When
Gloster sayes the word,
King
Henry goes,
1402For friendly coun
saile cuts o
ff many Foes.
1403 Glost. Your Ships alreadie are in readine
sse
. 1404 Senet. Flourish. Exeunt.
1406 Exet. I,
we may march in England,
or in France,
1407Not
seeing what is likely to en
sue:
1408This late di
ssention growne betwixt the Peeres,
1409Burnes vnder fained a
shes of forg'd loue,
1410And will at la
st breake out into a
flame,
1411As fe
stred members rot but by degree,
1412Till bones and
fle
sh and
sinewes fall away,
1413So will this ba
se and enuious di
scord breed.
1414And now I feare that fatall Prophecie,
1415Which in the time of
Henry, nam'd the Fift,
1416Was in the mouth of euery
sucking Babe,
1417That
Henry borne at Monmouth
should winne all,
1418And
Henry borne at Wind
sor,
loo
se all:
1419Which is
so plaine, that
Exeter doth wi
sh,
1420His dayes may
fini
sh, ere that haple
sse time.
Exit.
1422 Enter Pucell disguis'd, with foure Souldiors with 1423 Sacks vpon their backs. 1424 Pucell. The
se are the Citie Gates,
the Gates of Roan,
1425Through which our Pollicy mu
st make a breach.
1426Take heed,
be wary how you place your words,
1427Talke like the vulgar
sort of Market men,
1428That come to gather Money for their Corne.
1429If we haue entrance,
as I hope we
shall,
1430And that we
finde the
slouthfull Watch but weake,
1431Ile by a
signe giue notice to our friends,
1432That
Charles the Dolphin may encounter them.
1433 Souldier. Our Sacks
shall be a meane to
sack the City
1434And we be Lords and Rulers ouer Roan,
1435Therefore wee'le knock.
Knock. 1437 Pucell. Peasauns la pouure gens de Fraunce,
1438Poore Market folkes that come to
sell their Corne.
1439 Watch. Enter,
goe in,
the Market Bell is rung.
1440 Pucell. Now Roan, Ile
shake thy Bulwarkes to the
1442 Enter Charles, Bastard, Alanson. 1443 Charles. Saint
Dennis ble
sse this happy Stratageme,
1444And once againe wee'le
sleepe
secure in Roan.
1445 Bastard. Here entred
Pucell, and her Pra
cti
sants:
1446Now
she is there, how will
she
speci
fie?
1447Here is the be
st and
safe
st pa
ssage in.
1448 Reig. By thru
sting out a Torch from yonder Tower,
1449Which once di
scern'd,
shewes that her meaning is,
1450No way to that
(for weakne
sse)
which
she entred.
1451 Enter Pucell on the top, thrusting out a 1453 Pucell. Behold,
this is the happy Wedding Torch,
1454That ioyneth Roan vnto her Countreymen,
1455But burning fatall to the
Talbonites.
1456 Bastard. See Noble
Charles the Beacon of our friend,
1457The burning Torch in yonder Turret
stands.
1458 Charles. Now
shine it like a Commet of Reuenge,
1459A Prophet to the fall of all our Foes.
1460 Reig. Deferre no time,
delayes haue dangerous ends,
1461Enter and cry, the Dolphin, pre
sently,
1462And then doe execution on the Watch.
Alarum.
1463 An Alarum. Talbot in an Excursion. 1464 Talb. France,
thou
shalt rue this Trea
son with thy teares,
1465If
Talbot but
suruiue thy Trecherie.
1466Pucell that Witch,
that damned Sorcere
sse,
1467Hath wrought this Helli
sh Mi
schiefe vnawares,
1468That hardly we e
scap't the Pride of France.
Exit. 1469 An Alarum: Excursions. Bedford brought 1470in sicke in a Chayre.
1471 Enter Talbot and Burgonie without: within, Pucell, 1472 Charles, Bastard, and Reigneir on the Walls. 1473 Pucell. God morrow Gallants,
want ye Corn for Bread?
1474I thinke the Duke of Burgonie will fa
st,
1475Before hee'le buy againe at
such a rate.
1476'Twas full of Darnell: doe you like the ta
ste?
1477 Burg. Sco
ffe on vile Fiend,
and
shamele
sse Curtizan,
1478I tru
st ere long to choake thee with thine owne,
1479And make thee cur
se the Harue
st of that Corne.
1480 Charles. Your Grace may
starue (perhaps) before that
1482 Bedf. Oh let no words,
but deedes,
reuenge this Trea
- 1484 Pucell. What will you doe,
good gray-beard?
1485Breake a Launce,
and runne a-Tilt at Death,
1487 Talb. Foule Fiend of France,
and Hag of all de
spight,
1488Incompa
ss'd with thy lu
stfull Paramours,
1489Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant Age,
1490And twit with Cowardi
se a man halfe dead?
1491Dam
sell,
Ile haue a bowt with you againe,
1492Or el
se let
Talbot peri
sh with this
shame.
1493 Pucell. Are ye
so hot,
Sir: yet
Pucell hold thy peace,
1494If
Talbot doe but Thunder,
Raine will follow.
1495 They whisper together in counsell. 1496God
speed the Parliament:
who
shall be the Speaker
? Talb. Dare
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