ACTI. SCENE I. Westminster-abbey. Dead march, Enter the funeral of King Henry V, attended on by the Duke of Bedford, regent of France; the Duke of Gloucester, Protector; the Duke of Exeter, and the Earl of Warwick, the Bishop of Winchelter, and the Duke of Somerfet. Bed. YUNG be the heav'ns with black, yield day to night! H Comets, importing change of times * and Brandith your crefted treffes in the sky; His brandith'd sword did blind men with its beams; Exe. We mourn in black; why mourn we not in Henry is dead, and never thall revive: [blood? Upon a wooden coffin we attend; times, for manners, So So dreadful will not be as was his fight. The battles of the Lord of hofts he fought: [pray'd Glou. The church? where is it? had not churchmen His thread of life had not fo foon decay'd.. None do you like but an effeminate prince, Whom, like a school-boy, you may overawe. Win. Glo'ster, whate'er we like, thou art Protector, And lookeft to command the prince and realm: Thy wife is proud; fhe holdeth thee in awe, More than god or religious churchmen may. Glou. Name not religion, for thou lov'ft the flesh, And ne'er throughout the year to church thou go'st, Except it be to pray against thy foes. Bed. Ceafe, ceafe thefe jars, and reft your minds in Let's to the altar; heralds, wait on us; Inftead of gold we'll offer up our arms, Since arms avail not now that Henry's dead! Pofterity await for wretched years, [peace When at their mother's moift eyes babes fhall fuck; And none but women left to 'wail the dead ! SCENE II. Enter a Messenger. Bed. What fay'ft thou, man, before dead Henry's Speak foftly, or the lofs of thofe great towns [corfe? Will make him burft his lead, and rife from death. Glou. Is Paris loft, and Roan yielded up? If Henry were recall'd to life again, Amongst Amongst the foldiers this is muttered, That here you maintain feveral factions; And, whilft a field thould be difpatch'd and fought, One would have ling'ring wars with little coft; Let not floth dim your honours, new-begot; Exe. Were our tears wanting to this funeral, These tidings would call forth their flowing tides. Bed. Me they concern, Regent I am of France. Give me my steeled coat, I'll fight for France. Away with thefe difgraceful wailing robes: Wounds I will lend the French, inftead of eyes, To weep their intermiflive miferies *. SCENE III. Enter to them another Messenger. 2 Meff. Lords, view thefe letters, full of bad mifFrance is revolted from the English quite, [chance. Except fome petty towns of no import. The Dauphin Charles is crowned King in Rheims, [Exit. Exe. The Dauphin crowned King all fly to him? O whither thall we fly from this reproach? Glou. We will not fly but to our enemies' throats. Bedford, if thou be flack, I'll fight it out Bed. Glo'fter, why doubt't thou of my forwardness? An army have I mutter'd in my thoughts, Wherewith already France is over-run. SCENE IV. Enter a third Meffenger. 3 Meff. My gracious Lords, to add to your laments. Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse, I must inform you of a diimal fight i. e. their miferies, which have had only a fhort intermiflion from Henry V. s death to my coming amongst them. VOL. IV. U u Betwixt Betwixt the ftout Lord Talbot and the French. Win. What! wherein Talbot overcame? Is't fo? Having fcarce full fix thousand in his troop, To keep the horsemen off from breaking in. A bafe Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace, Bed. Is Talbot flain then? I will flay myself,. For living idly here in pomp and ease, 3 Me. O no! he lives, but is took prifoner, And Lord Scales with him, and Lord Hungerford; Most of the rest flaughter'd, or took likewife. Bed. Bed. His ranfom there is none but I fhall pay. I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne, His crown fhall be the ranfom of my friend. Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours. Farewel, my mafters, to my talk will I. Bonefires in France forthwith I am to make, To keep our great St. George's feast withal, Ten thoufand foldiers with me I will take, Whofe bloody deeds fhall make all Europe quake. 3 Meff. So you had need: for Orleans is befiege'd; The English army is grown weak and faint; The Earl of Salisbury craveth fupply, And hardly keeps his men from mutiny, Since they fo few watch fuch a multitude. Exe. Remember, Lords, your oaths to Henry fworn: Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, Or bring him in obedience to your yoke. Bed. I do remember it, and here take leave To go about my preparation. [Exit Bedford. Glou. I'll to the Tower with all the hafte I can, To view th' artillery and ammunition; And then I will proclaim young Henry King. [Exit Gloucefter. Exe. To Eltham will I, where the young King is, Being ordain'd his fpecial governor; And for his fafety there I'll best devise. [Exit. Wip. Each hath his place and function to attend ; I am left out; for me nothing remains. But long I will not be thus out of office, The King from Eltham I intend to fend, And fit at chiefeft ftern of public weal. [Exit. SCENE V. Before Orleans in France. Enter Charles, Alanfon, and Reignier, marching with a drum and foldiers, Char. Mars his true moving, ev'n as in the heav'ns, So in the earth to this day is not known. Late did he thine upon the English fide: Now we are victors, upon us he fmiles, What towns of any moment but we have? At pleasure here we lie near Orleans: U u 2 Tho' |