Henry VI, Pt. 1
Act 1, Scene 2
France. Before Orléans.
Dauphin of France1 - 8
- Mars his true moving, even as in the heavens,
- So in the earth, to this day is not known.
- Late did he shine upon the English side;
- Now we are victors, upon us he smiles.
- What towns of any moment but we have?
- At pleasure here we lie near Orléans;
- Otherwhiles the famish’d English, like pale ghosts,
- Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.
Duke of Alanson9 - 12
- They want their porridge and their fat bull-beeves:
- Either they must be dieted like mules
- And have their provender tied to their mouths,
- Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice.
Duke of Anjou13 - 17
- Let’s raise the siege; why live we idly here?
- Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear;
- Remaineth none but mad-brain’d Salisbury,
- And he may well in fretting spend his gall—
- Nor men nor money hath he to make war.
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- Sound, sound alarum! We will rush on them.
- Now for the honor of the forlorn French!
- Him I forgive my death that killeth me,
- When he sees me go back one foot or fly.
- Here alarum; they are beaten back by the English with great
- Enter Charles, Alanson, and Reignier.
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- Who ever saw the like? What men have I!
- Dogs! Cowards! Dastards! I would ne’er have fled,
- But that they left me midst my enemies.
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- Salisbury is a desperate homicide,
- He fighteth as one weary of his life.
- The other lords, like lions wanting food,
- Do rush upon us as their hungry prey.
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- Froissard, a countryman of ours, records
- England all Olivers and Rolands bred
- During the time Edward the Third did reign.
- More truly now may this be verified,
- For none but Samsons and Goliases
- It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten!
- Lean raw-bon’d rascals! Who would e’er suppose
- They had such courage and audacity?
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- Let’s leave this town, for they are hare-brain’d slaves,
- And hunger will enforce them to be more eager.
- Of old I know them; rather with their teeth
- The walls they’ll tear down than forsake the siege.
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- I think by some odd gimmors or device
- Their arms are set, like clocks, still to strike on;
- Else ne’er could they hold out so as they do.
- By my consent, we’ll even let them alone.
Duke of Alanson49
- Be it so.
- Enter the Bastard of Orléans.
Bastard of Orléans51
- Where’s the Prince Dauphin? I have news for him.
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- Bastard of Orléans, thrice welcome to us.
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- Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer appal’d.
- Hath the late overthrow wrought this offense?
- Be not dismay’d, for succor is at hand:
- A holy maid hither with me I bring,
- Which by a vision sent to her from heaven
- Ordained is to raise this tedious siege,
- And drive the English forth the bounds of France.
- The spirit of deep prophecy she hath,
- Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome:
- What’s past and what’s to come she can descry.
- Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words,
- For they are certain and unfallible.
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- Go call her in.
- Exit Bastard.
- But first, to try her skill,
- Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place;
- Question her proudly, let thy looks be stern.
- By this means shall we sound what skill she hath.
- Enter Joan de Pucelle and Bastard.
Duke of Anjou72
- Fair maid, is’t thou wilt do these wondrous feats?
Joan de Pucelle73 - 78
- Reignier, is’t thou that thinkest to beguile me?
- Where is the Dauphin? Come, come from behind,
- I know thee well, though never seen before.
- Be not amaz’d, there’s nothing hid from me;
- In private will I talk with thee apart.
- Stand back, you lords, and give us leave a while.
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- She takes upon her bravely at first dash.
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- Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd’s daughter,
- My wit untrain’d in any kind of art.
- Heaven and our Lady gracious hath it pleas’d
- To shine on my contemptible estate.
- Lo, whilest I waited on my tender lambs,
- And to sun’s parching heat display’d my cheeks,
- God’s Mother deigned to appear to me,
- And in a vision full of majesty
- Will’d me to leave my base vocation
- And free my country from calamity.
- Her aid she promis’d, and assur’d success;
- In complete glory she reveal’d herself;
- And whereas I was black and swart before,
- With those clear rays which she infus’d on me
- That beauty am I blest with which you may see.
- Ask me what question thou canst possible,
- And I will answer unpremeditated;
- My courage try by combat, if thou dar’st,
- And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex.
- Resolve on this: thou shalt be fortunate
- If thou receive me for thy warlike mate.
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- Thou hast astonish’d me with thy high terms.
- Only this proof I’ll of thy valor make,
- In single combat thou shalt buckle with me;
- And if thou vanquishest, thy words are true,
- Otherwise I renounce all confidence.
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- I am prepar’d; here is my keen-edg’d sword,
- Deck’d with five flower-de-luces on each side,
- The which at Touraine, in Saint Katherine’s church-yard,
- Out of a great deal of old iron I chose forth.
Dauphin of France110
- Then come a’ God’s name, I fear no woman.
Joan de Pucelle111
- And while I live, I’ll ne’er fly from a man.
- Here they fight, and Joan de Pucelle overcomes.
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- Stay, stay thy hands! Thou art an Amazon,
- And fightest with the sword of Deborah.
Joan de Pucelle115
- Christ’s Mother helps me, else I were too weak.
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- Whoe’er helps thee, ’tis thou that must help me:
- Impatiently I burn with thy desire;
- My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu’d.
- Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so,
- Let me thy servant and not sovereign be.
- ’Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus.
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- I must not yield to any rites of love,
- For my profession’s sacred from above.
- When I have chased all thy foes from hence,
- Then will I think upon a recompense.
Dauphin of France126
- Mean time look gracious on thy prostrate thrall.
Duke of Anjou127
- My lord, methinks, is very long in talk.
Duke of Alanson128 - 129
- Doubtless he shrives this woman to her smock,
- Else ne’er could he so long protract his speech.
Duke of Anjou130
- Shall we disturb him, since he keeps no mean?
Duke of Alanson131 - 132
- He may mean more than we poor men do know:
- These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues.
Duke of Anjou133 - 134
- My lord, where are you? What devise you on?
- Shall we give o’er Orléans, or no?
Joan de Pucelle135 - 136
- Why, no, I say. Distrustful recreants,
- Fight till the last gasp; I’ll be your guard.
Dauphin of France137
- What she says I’ll confirm. We’ll fight it out.
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- Assign’d am I to be the English scourge.
- This night the siege assuredly I’ll raise:
- Expect Saint Martin’s summer, halcyons’ days,
- Since I have entered into these wars.
- Glory is like a circle in the water,
- Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
- Till by broad spreading it disperse to nought.
- With Henry’s death the English circle ends,
- Dispersed are the glories it included.
- Now am I like that proud insulting ship
- Which Caesar and his fortune bare at once.
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- Was Mahomet inspired with a dove?
- Thou with an eagle art inspired then.
- Helen, the mother of great Constantine,
- Nor yet Saint Philip’s daughters, were like thee.
- Bright star of Venus, fall’n down on the earth,
- How may I reverently worship thee enough?
Duke of Alanson155
- Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege.
Duke of Anjou156 - 157
- Woman, do what thou canst to save our honors;
- Drive them from Orléans and be immortaliz’d.
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- Presently we’ll try; come, let’s away about it.
- No prophet will I trust, if she prove false.