He speaks with such a proud commanding spirit. For God's sake, let him have 'em to keep them here, They would but stink, and putrify the air.

Char. Go, take their bodies hence.

I'll bear

Lucy.
Them hence: but from their ashes shall be rear'd
A phoenix, that shall make all France afeard.

Char. So we be rid of them, do with 'em what

thou wilt.

-And now to Paris, in this conquering vein ;

All will be ours, now bloody Talbot's slain. [Exeunt.

m

SCENE I-London.

ACT V.

A Room in the Palace. Enter

King Henry, Gloster and Exeter.

King Henry.

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,-the sooner to effect,
And surer bind, this knot of amity,-
The earl of Armagnac-near knit to Charles,
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.

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 verified,

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 several suite 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.

K. Hen. In argument and proof of which contract, Bear her this jewel, [To the Ambassadors.] 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.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II.-France. Plains in Anjou. Enter Charles, Burgundy, Alencon, La Pucelle, and Forc es, 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.

Mes. Success unto our valiant general,

And happiness to his accomplices!

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

speak.

Mes. 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.

SCENE III.-The same. ums: Excursions.

Before Angiers. AlarEnter La Pucelle.

Plc. The regent conquers, and the Frenchmen fly.Now help, ye charming spells, and periapts;

And ye choice spirits, that admonish me,
And give me signs of future accidents!
You speedy helpers, that are substitutes
Under the lordly monarch of the north,
Appear, and aid me in this enterprize!

Enter Fiends.

[Thunder.

This speedy 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!

my blood,

Where I was wont to feed you with
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. [Exit. Alarums. Enter French and English fighting. La Pucelle and York fight hand to hand. La Pucelle is taken. The French fly.

York. Damsel of France, I think, I have you fast:
Unchain your spirits now with spelling charms,
And try if they can gain your liberty.-

A goodly prize, fit for the devil's grace !
See, how the ugly witch doth bend her brows,
As if, with Circe, she would change my shape.
Puc. Chang'd to a worser shape thou canst not be.
York. O, Charles the dauphin is a proper man;
No shape but his can please your dainty eye.

Puc. A plaguing mischief light on Charles, and thee!

And may ye both be suddenly surpris'd

By bloody hands, in sleeping on your beds!

York. Fell, banning hag! enchantress, hold thy tongue.

Puc. I pr'ythee, give me leave to curse awhile. York. Curse, miscreant, when thou comest to the stake. [Exeunt.

Alarums. Enter Suffolk, leading in Lady Margaret.
Suf. Be what thou wilt, thou art my prisoner.
[Gazes on her.

O fairest beauty, do not fear, nor fly;
For I will touch thee but with reverent hands,
And lay them gently on thy tender side.