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York. Take her away; for she hath liv'd too
To fill the world with vicious qualities.
Puc. First, let me tell you whom you have condemn'd:
Not me begotten of a shepherd swain,
To work exceeding miracles on earth.
Chaste and immaculate in very thought;
York. Ay, ay;
War. And hark ye, sirs; because she is a
Spare for no faggots, let there be enough:
Puc. Will nothing turn your unrelenting
Then, Joan, discover thine infirmity;
That warranteth by law to be thy privilege. I am with child, ye bloody homicides: Murder not then the fruit within my womb, Although ye hale me to a violent death.
York. Now heaven forefend! the holy maid with child?
War. The greatest miracle that e'er ye wrought:
Is all your strict preciseness come to this? York. She and the Dauphin have been juggling:
I did imagine what would be her refuge. War. Well, go to; we will have no bastards live;
Especially, since Charles must father it.
Puc. You are deceiv'd; my child is none of his;
It was Alençon, that enjoy'd my love.
York. Alençon! that notorious Machiavel! It dies, an if it had a thousand lives.
Puc. O, give me leave, I have deluded you; 'Twas neither Charles, nor yet the duke I nam'd,
But Reignier, king of Naples, that prevail'd. War. A marry'd man! that's most intolerable. York. Why, here's a girl! I think, she knows not well,
There were so many, whom she may accuse, War. It's sign, she hath been liberal and free.
York, And, yet, forsooth, she is a virgin
Use no entreaty, for it is in vain.
Puc. Then lead me hence; with whom I leave my curse,
May never glorious sun reflex his beams
But darkness and the gloomy shade of death
or hang your
York. Break thou in pieces, and consume to
Thou foul accursed minister of hell!
Enter Cardinal BEAUFORT, attended.
Car. Lord regent, I do greet your excellence With letters of commission from the king. For know, my lords, the states of Christendom, Mov'd with remorse of these outrageous broils, Have earnestly implor'd a general peace Betwixt our nation and the aspiring French; And see at hand the Dauphin, and his train, Approacheth, to confer about some matter.
York. Is all our travel turn'd to this effect? After the slaughter of so many peers, So many captains, gentlemen, and soldiers, That in this quarrel have been overthrown, And sold their bodies for their country's benefit, Shall we at last conclude effeminate peace? Have we not lost most part of all the towns, By treason, falshood, and by treachery, Our great progenitors had conquered? O, Warwick, Warwick! I foresee with grief The utter lofs of all the realm of France.
War. Be patient, York; if we conclude a
It shall be with such strict and severe covenants,
As little shall the Frenchmen gain thereby.
Enter CHARLES, attended; ALENÇON, BASTARD, REIGNIER, and Others.
Char. Since, lords of England, it is thus agreed,
That peaceful truce shall be proclaim'd in France,
We come to be informed by yourselves
What the conditions of that league must be. York. Speak, Winchester; for boiling choler
The hollow passage of my poison'd voice,
Win. Charles, and the rest, it is enacted
That in regard king Henry gives consent,
To ease your country of distressful war,
Alen. Must he be then as shadow of him self?
Adorn his temples with a coronet;
Char. 'Tis known, already that I am possefs'd
With more than half the Gallian territories,
As to be call'd but viceroy of the whole?
That which I have, than, coveting for more, Be cast from possibility of all.
York. Insulting Charles! hast thou by secret
Us'd intercession to obtain a league;
To cavil in the course of this contract:
Alen. To say the truth, it is your policy,
And therefore take this compact of a truce, Although you break it when your pleasure [Aside, to Charles.
War. How, say'st thou, Charles, shall our condition stand?
Char. It shall:
Only reserv'd, you claim no interest
In any of our towns of garrison.
York. Then swear allegiance to his majesty;
As thou art knight, never to disobey,
Nor be rebellious to the crown of England,