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2 Serv. So will I.

3 Serv. And I will see what physick

The tavern affords.


War. Accept this scroll, most gracious sovereign; Which in the right of Richard Plantagenet

We do exhibit to your majesty.

*Glo. Well urg'd, my lord of Warwick;-for, sweet


An if your grace mark every circumstance,

You have great reason to do Richard right:
Especially, for those occasions

At Eltham-place I told your majesty.


K. Henry. And those occasions, uncle, were of


Therefore, my loving lords, our pleasure is,

That Richard be restored to his blood;

War. Let Richard be restored to his blood; So shall his father's wrongs be recompens❜d. Win. As will the rest, so willeth Winchester. K. Henry. If Richard will be true, not that alone, But all the whole inheritance I give,


That doth belong unto the house of York,
From whence you spring by lineal descent.
Rich. Thy humble servant vows obedience,
And humble service, 'till the point of death.
K. Henry. Stoop then, and set your knee against

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I gird thee with the valiant sword of York:
Rise, Richard, like a true Plantagenet ;

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And rise created princely duke of York.

Rich. And so thrive Richard, as thy foes may fall; And as my duty springs, so perish they

That grudge one thought against your majesty!


All. Welcome, high prince, the mighty duke of York!

Som. Perish, base prince, ignoble duke of York!


Glo. Now will it best avail your majesty,
To cross the seas, and to be crown'd in France:
The presence of a king, engenders love

Amongst his subjects, and his loyal, friends;
And it disanimates his enemies.

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Glo. Your ships already are in readiness. ¡f

] [Exeunt all but EXETER,

Exe, Ay, we may march in England, or in France,

Not seeing what is likely to ensue.

This late dissention, grown betwixt the peers,

Burns under feigned ashes of forg'd love,

And will at last break out into a flame:
As fester'd members rot but by degrees,

'Till bones, and flesh, and sinews, fall away,.

So will this base and envious discord breed. (200

And now I fear that fatal prophecy

Which, in the time of Henry, nam'd the fifth,

Was in the mouth of every sucking babe

That Henry, born at Monmouth, should win all;

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And Henry, born at Windsor, should lose all :
Which is so plain, that Exeter doth wish

His days may finish ere that hapless time.



Roan in France. Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE disguised, and Soldiers with Sacks upon their Backs, like Country



Pucel. These are the city gates, the gates of Roan, Through which our policy must make a breach :Take heed, be wary how you place your words; 210 Talk like the vulgar sort of market-mén, That come to gather money for their corn. If we have entrance (as, I hope, we shall), And that we find the slothful watch but weak, I'll by a sign give notice to our friends,

That Charles the dauphin may encounter them.

1 Sol. Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city, And we be lords and rulers over Roan;

Therefore we'll knock.

Watch. Qui va là?

Pucel. Paisans, pauvres gens de France:



Poor market-folks, that come to sell their corn. Watch. Enter, go in ; the market-bell is rung. Pucel. Now, Roan, I'll shake thy bulwarks to the

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Enter Dauphin, Bastard, and ALENÇON. Dau. Saint Dennis bless this happy stratagem! And once again we'll sleep secure in Roan. Bast. Here enter'd Pucelle, and her practisants : Now she is there, how will she specify Where is the best and safest passage in?


Reig. By thrusting out a torch from yonder tower; Which, once discern'd, shews, that her meaning is→ No way to that, for weakness, which she enter’d.

Enter JOAN LA PUCELLE on a Battlement, thrusting out a Torch burning


to Pucel Behold, this is the happy wedding torch,
That joineth Roan unto her countryment
But burning fatal to the Talbotites col



Bast. See, noble Charles! the beacon of our friend, The burning torch in yonder turret stands. Assi

Dau. Now shine it like a comet of revenge,

A prophet to the fall of all our foes in tlit & man! 289
Reig. Defer no time, Delays have dangerous ends;
Enter, and cry-The Dauphin presently, aqin I
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1 b.An Alarum; TALBOT in an Excursion.
Tal. France, thou shalt rue this treason with thy
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If Talbot but survive thy treachery: A Jami
Pucelle, that witch, that damned sorceress,
Hath wrought this hellish mischief unawares,
That hardly we escap'd the pride of France, a [Exit.

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An Alarum: Excursions. Enter BEDFORD, brought in sick, in a Chair, with TALBOT and BURGUNDY, Within, JOAN LA PUCELLE, Dauphin,


Bastard, and ALENÇON, on the Walls.

Pucel. Good morrow, gallants! want ye corn før bread?

I think, the duke of Burgundy will fast,
Before he'll buy again at such a rate:

'Twas full of darnel; Do you like the taste?


Burg. Scoff on, vile fiend, and shameless courtezan! I trust, ere long to choke thee with thine own, And make thee curse the harvest of that corn.. Dau. Your grace may starve, perhaps, before that

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Bed. Oh, let no words, but deeds, revenge this


Pucel. What will you do, good grey-beard break

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And run a tilt at death within a chair?


Tal. Foul fiend of France, and hag of all despight, Encompass'd with thy lustful paramours ! La Becomes it taunt his valiant age,ob And twit with cowardice a man half dead? Damsel, I'll have a bout with you again,{ Or else let Talbot perish with this shame.

Pucel. Are you so hot, sir -Yet, Pucelle, hold thy peace.b11

If Talbot do but thunder, rain will follow.

[TALBOT, and the rest, whisper together in Council.


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