Pucel. Peace be amongst them, if they turn to us; Else, ruin combat with their palaces! Enter a Scout. Scout. Success unto our valiant general, And happiness to his accomplices ! Dau. What tidings send our scouts? I pr'ythee, speak. Scout. The English army, that divided was Into two parts, is now conjoin'd in one; 140 Dau. 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. Pucel. 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. Dau. Then on, my lords; And France be fortu[Exeunt. nate! SCENE IV. Alarum: Excursions. Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE. Pucel. The regent conquers, and the Frenchmen Ay. Now help, ye charming spells, and periapts; And 150 [Thunder. You You speedy helpers, that are substitutes Enter Fiends. This speedy and quick appearance argues proof Help me this once, that France may get the field. 160 [They walk, and speak not. Oh, hold me not with silence over-long! Where I was wont to feed you with my blood, So you do condescend to help me now.— [They hang their Heads. No hope to have redress -My body shall [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, 170 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 And hell too strong for me to buckle with :- Excursions. PUCELLE and YORK fight Hand to Hand. 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 I 180 See, how the ugly witch doth bend her brows, And may ye both be suddenly surpriz'd By bloody hands, in sleeping on your beds! York. Fell, banning hag! enchantress, hold thy tongue. 199 Pucel. I pr'ythee, give me leave to curse a while. York. Curse, miscreant, when thou comest to the Alarum. stake. [Exeunt. Enter SUFFOLK, leading in Lady MAR GARET. Suf. Be what thou wilt, thou art my prisoner. [Gazes on her. Oh fairest beauty, do not fear, nor fly; I kiss I kiss these fingers for eternal peace, And lay them gently on thy tender side. Who art thou say, that I may honour thee. Mar. Margaret my name; and daughter to a king, The king of Naples, whosoe'er thou art. Suf. An earl I am, and Suffolk am I call'd. Be not offended, nature's miracle, Thou art allotted to be ta'en by me : Go, and be free again, as Suffolk's friend. 200 [She is going. Oh, stay!I have no power to let her pass; So seems this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes. Hast not a tongue? is she not here thy prisoner? 210 Confounds the tongue, and makes the senses rough. Mar. Say, earl of Suffolk-if thy name be so— What ransom must I pay before I pass? For, I perceive, I am thy prisoner. 221 Suf. How can'st thou tell, she will deny thy suit, Before thou make a trial of her love? [Aside. Mar. Mar. Why speak'st thou not"? what ransom must I pay? Suf. She's beautiful; and therefore to be woo'd: She is a woman; therefore to be won. [Aside Mar. Wilt thou accept of ransom, yea, or nó ? Suf. Fond man! remember, that thou hast a wife; 229 Then how can Margaret be thy paramour? [Aside. Mar. I were best to leave him, for he will not hear. Suf. There all is marr'd; there lies a cooling card. Mar. He talks at random; sure, the man is mad. Suf. And yet a dispensation may be had. Mar. And yet I would that you would answer me. Suf. I'll win this lady Margaret. For whom! Why, for my king: Tush! that's a wooden thing. Mar. He talks of wood: It is some carpenter. Suf. Yet so my fancy may be satisfy'd, 240 And peace established between these realms. [Aside. Mar. Hear ye, captain? Are you not at leisure? Suf. It shall be so, disdain they ne'er so much : Henry, is youthful, and will quickly yield. Madam, I have a secret to reveal. Mar. What though I be enthrall'd? he seems a knight, And will not any way dishonour me. [Aside. Suf. |