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Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort ; Sheep run not half so timorous" from the wolf,
Or horse, or oxen, from the leopard,
(Alarum. Another Skirmish. Remember to avenge me on the French.
It will not be :-Retire into your trenches : Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero, You all consented unto Salisbury's death, Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn: For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.Wretched shall France be only in my name. Pucelle is entered into Orleans,
[Thunder heard ; afterwards an Alarum. In spite of us, or aught that we could do. What stir is this? What túmult's in the heavens ? O, would I were to die with Salisbury! Whence cometh this alarum, and the noise ? The shame hereof will make me hide my head. Enter a Messenger.
(Alarum. Retreat. Exeunt Talbot and Mes. My lord, my lord, the Frenclı have gather'd SCENE VI. The same. Enter, on the Walls,
his Forces, &c. head: The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd, - PUCELLE, CHARLES, REIGNIER, ALENGON, and
Soldiers. A holy prophetess, new risen up,Is come with a great power to raise the siege. Puc. Advance our waving colours on the walls;
(SALISBURY groans. Rescu'd is Orleans from the English wolves :: Tal. Hear, hear, how dying Salisbury doth groan! Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word. It irks his heart, he cannot be revenged.
Char. Divinest creature, bright Astrea's daughter, Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you:
How shall I honour thee for this success? Pucelle or puzzel,' dolphin or dogfish,
Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens, Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels, That one day bloom'd, and fruitful were the next.&And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.- France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess ! Convey me Salisbury into his tent,
Recover'd is the town of Orleans : And then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen | More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state. dare. [Exeunt, bearing out the bodies. Reig. Why ring not out the bells throughout the
town? SCENE V. The same. Before one of the Gates. Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires, Alarum. Skirmishings. Talbot pursueth the
And feast and banquet in the open streets,
Alen. Al France will be replete with mirth and enter TALBOT.
joy, Td. Where is my strength, my valour, and my When they shall hear how we have play'd the men. force ?
Char. "I'is Joan, not we, by whom the day is won;
And all the priests and friars in my realm
Shall, in procession, sing her endless praise.
Than Rhodope's, of Memphis, ever was :' Devil, or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee:
In memory of her, when she is dead, Blood will I draw on thee, thou art a witch,
Her ashes, in an urn more precious, And straightway give thy soul to him thou serv'st. Than the rich-jeweld coffer of Darius, Pue. Come, come, 'tis only I that must disgrace Transported shall be at high festivals thee.
Before the kings and queens of France. Tal. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail ? No longer on Saint Dennis will we cry, My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage,
But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint. Am from my shoulders crack my arms asunder,
Come in ; and let us banquet royally, And I will chastise this high-minded strumpet.
After this golden day of victory. [Flourish. Exeunt. Pue. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not yet come:
ACT II. I must go vietual Orleans forthwith. Oertake me, if thou canst ; I scorn thy strength. SCENE I. The same. Enter to the Gates, a French Go, go, cheer up thy hungry, starved men;
Sergeant, and Two Sentinels. Help Salisbury io make his testament:
Serg. Sirs, take your places, and be vigilant: This day is ours, as many more shall be.
If any noise, or soldier, you perceive, [PCCELLE enters the Town, with Soldiers. Near to the walls, by some apparent sign, Tal. My thoughts are whirled like a polter's Let us have knowledge at the court of guard." wheel;
1 Sent. Sergeant, you shall. [Erit Sergeant.) I know not where I am, nor what I do :
Thus are poor servitors A witch, by fear, not force, like Hannibal," (When others sleep upon their quiet beds) Drives back our troops, and conquers as she lists: Constrain'd to watch in darkness, rain, and cold. So bees with smoke, and doves with poisome stench, Enter Talbot, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and Forces, Are from their hives, and houses, driven away. with Scaling Lulders; their Drums beating a dead They call'd us, for our fierceness, English dogs; March. Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.
Tul. Lord Regent,--and redoubted Burgundy,
[A short Alarum. Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,
By whose approach, the regions of Artois, Or tear the lions out of England's coat;
Walloon, and Picardy, are friends to us,
This happy night the Frenchmen are secure, Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' stead :
Having all day carous'd and banqueted: I Puzzel means a dirty irench or a drab, 'from puz.
6 The Idonis horti were nothing but portable earthen 22, i, e. malus foctor,' says Minshell.
pols, with some lettuce or femuel growing in them. ? The superstition of those times taught that he who 7 The old copy reads:could draw a witch's blond was tree from her power.
· Than Rhodophe's or Memphis ever was.' 3 Alluding lo Hannibal's stratagem to escape, by fix Rhodope, or Rhodopis, a celebrated courtezan, who ing bundles of lighted twigs on the hors of oxen, re- was a slave in the same service with Æsop, at Samos. corded by Livy, lib. xxij. c. XV).
9. In what price the noble poems of Homer were + Old copy ireacherous. Corrected by Pope.
holden by Alexander the Great, insomuch that everie 5 Wolres. Thus the second folio, the first omits that night they were layd under his pillow, and by day were wirl, and the epithet hright prefixed to Astrea in the carried in the rich jewel crafter of Darius , lately before next line but one. Malone follows the reading of the vanquished by him.' Puiu nham's Arte of English fra folin, and contends that by a licentious pronuncia- Porsie. 1589. * A syllable was added, thus Engleish, Asterea. 9 The same as guard-room.
Embrace we then this opportunity;
How, or which way: 'uis sure, they found some As filling best to quittance their deceit,
place Contriv'd by art, and bale ul sorcery.
But weakly guarded, where the breach was inade, Bed. Coward of France ?-how much he wrongs And now there rests no other shift but this, his famo,
To gather our soldiers, scatter'd and dispers’d, Despairing of his own arm's fortitude,
And lay new platforms to endamage them. To join with witches, and the help of hell.
Alarum. Enter an English Soldier, crying a TalBur. Traitors have never other company.-- bot! a Talbot! They fly, leaving their Clothes beBut what's that Pucelle, whom they term so pure ? hind.
Tal. A maid, they say.
Sold. I'll be so bold to take what they have left, Bur. Pray God, she prove not masculine ere long; For I have loaden me with many spoils,
cry of Talbot serves me for a sword; If underneath the standard of the French, She carry armour as she hath begun.
Using no other weapon but his name. (Exit. Tul. Well, let them practise and converse with SCENE II. Orleans. Within the Town, Entes spirits :
Talbot, BEDFORD, Burgundy, a Captain, and God is our fortress; in whose conquering name,
others. Let us resolve to scale their flinty bulwarks. Bed. The day begins to break, and night is fled,
Berl. Ascend, brave Talbot; we will follow thee. Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.
Tal. Not all together: better far, I guess, Here sound retreat, and cease our hot pursuit. That we do make our entrance several ways;
[Retreat sounded. That, if it chance the one of us do fail,
Tal. Bring forth the body of old Salisbury ; The other yet may rise against their forc
And here advance it in the market-place, Bed. Agrced; I'll to yon corner.
The middle centre of this cursed town.Bur.
And I to this. Now have I paid my vow unto his soul ; Tal. And here will Talbot mount, or make his For every drop of blood was drawn from him, grave.-
There hath at least five Frenchmen died to-night. Now, Salisbury! for thee, and for the right And, that hereafter ages may behold of English Henry, shall this night appear Whát ruin happen'd in revenge of him, How much in duty I am bound to boih.
Within their chiefest temple I'll erect (The English scale the Walls, crying St. George! A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interrd:
a Talbot! and all enter by the Town. Upon the which, that every one may read, Senl. [Within, Arm, arm! the enemy doth make shall be engrav'd the sack of Orleans ; assault!
The treacherous mauner of his mournful death,
And what a terror he had been to France. The French lcap over the Walls in their shirts. Enter, But, lords, in all our bloody massacre, several ways, BASTARD, Alengox, REIGNIER, I muse," we met not with the Dauphin's grace; half ready, and half unrearly.
His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc; Alen. Howe.now
my lords? what all unready so? Nor any of his false confederates. Bast. Unready ? ay, and glad we 'scap'd so well. Bed." "Tis thought, Lord Talbot, when the fight Reig. 'Twas iime, I trow, to wake and leave our
Rous'd on the sudden from their drowsy beds, Hearing alarums at our chamber doors.
They did amongst the troops of armed men, Alen. Of all exploits, since first I follow'd arms, Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field. Never heard I of a warlike enterprise
Bur. Myself (as far as I could weli discern, More venturous, or desperate than this.
For smoke, and dusky vapours of the night) Bast. I think, this Talbot be a hiend of hell. Am sure I scard the Dauphin, and his trull; Reig. If not of hell, the heavens, sure, favour When arın in arm they both came swiftly running, him.
Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves, Alen. Here cometh Charles ; I marvel how he That could not live asunder day or night. sped.
After that things are set in order here,
We'll follow them with all the power we have.
Enter a Messenger.
Mess. All hail, my lords ! which of this princely Char. Is this thy cunning, thou deceitful dame ?
train Didst thou at first, to flatter us withal,
Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts Make us partakers of a little gain,
So much applauded through the realm of France ? That now our loss might be ten times so much?
Tal. Here is the Talbot ; who would speak with Puc. Wherefore is Charles impatient with his
Mess. The virtuous lady, countess of Auvergne, At all times will you have my power alike? With modesty admiring thy renown, Sleeping, or waking, must I still prevail,
By me entreats, good lord, thou wouldst vouchsafe Or will you blame and lay the fault on me?
To visit her poor castle where she lies ;* Improvident soldiers ! had your watch heen good,
That she may boast she hath beheld the man This sudden mischief never could have fall’n.
Whose glory fills the world with loud report. Char. Duke of Alençon, this was your default;
Bur. Is it even so ? Nay, then, I see our wars That, being captain of the watch to-night, Will turn into a peaceful comic sport, Did look no better to that weighty charge.
When ladies crave to be encounter'd with.Alen. Had all your quarters been as safely kept, You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit. As that whereof I had the government,
Tal. Ne'er trust me then; for, when a world of We had not been thus shamefully surpris'd. Best. Mine was secure.
Could not prevail with all their oratory,
And so was mine, my lord. Yet hath a woman's kindness overruld:-
Will not your honours bear me company ?
Bed. No, truly; it is more than manners will : Then how, or which way, should they first break in? | And I have heard it said, --Unlidden guests Puc. Question, my lords, no further of the case, Aru often welcomest whien they are gone.
Tel. Well then, alone, since there's no remedy, You are deceiv'd, my substance is not here; I mean to prove this lady's courtesy.
For what you see, is but the smallest part Come hither, captain. [Whispers. 1-You perceive And least proportion of humanity: my mind.
I tell you, madam, were the whole frame here, Capt. I do, my lord; and mean accordingly. It is of such a spacious lofty pitch,
[Ereunt. Your roof were not sufficient to contain it, SCENE II. Auvergne. Court of the Castle.
Count. This is a riddling merchant for the noncc; Enter the Countess and her Porter.
He will be here, and yet he is not here:
How can these contrarieties agree?
Tal. That will I show you presently.
[Exit. He winds a Horn. Drums heard; then a Peal of Count. The plot is laid: if all things fall out
Ordnance. The Gates being forced, enter Soldiers. right,
How say you, madam? are you now persuaded, I shall as famous be by this exploit,
That Talbot is but shadow of himself? As Scythian Thomyris by Cyrus' death.
These are his substance, sinews, arms, and strength,
Razeth your cities, and subverts your towns,
Count. Victorious Talbot! pardon my abuse :
I find, thou art no less than fame hath bruited," Mess. Madam,
And more than may be gather'd by thy shape.
Let my presumption not provoke ihy wrath ; According as your ladyship desir’d,
For I am sorry, that with reverence By message cray'd, so is Lord Talbot come.
I did not entertain thee as thou art. Count. And he is welcome. What! is this the
Tal. Be not dismay'd, fair lady; nor misconstrue man ?
The mind of Talbot, as you did mistake Mess, Madam, it is.
The outward composition of his body. Count,
Is this the scourge of France ? What you have done, hath not offended me : Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad,
No other satisfaction do I crave,
But only (with your patience) that we may
Taste of your wine, and see what cates you have; A second Hector, for his grim aspect,
For soldiers' stomachs always serve them well.
Count. With all my heart : and think me honoured And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs. Alas! this is a child, a silly dwarf:
To feast so great a warrior in my house. (Exeunt. It cannot be, this weak and writhled shrimp
SCENE IV. London. The Temple Garden. Enter Should strike such terror to his enemies.
the Earls of SOMERSET, SUFFOLK, und WARTal. Madam, I have been bold to trouble you :
Richard PlantaGENET, VERNOx, and But, since your ladyship is not at leisure,
another Lawyer. I'll sort some other time to visit you.
Plan. Great lords, and gentlemen, what mcans Count. What means he now ?-Go ask him,
this silence ? whither he goes.
Dare no man answer in a case of truth? Mess. Stay, my Lord Talbot ; for my lady craves Suff. Within the Temple hall we were too loud : To know the cause of your abrupt departure.
The garden here is more convenient. Tal. Marry, for that she's in a wrong belief,
Plan. Then say at once, if I maintain'd the truth; I go to certify her, Talbot's here.
Or, else, was wrangling Somerset in the error ?" Re-enter Porter, with Keys.
Suff. ?Faith, I have been a truant in the law;
And never yet could frame my will to it; Count. If thou be he, then art thou prisoner. And, therefore, frame the law unto my will. Tal. Prisoner! to whom?
Som. Judge you, my lord of Warwick, then beCount, To me, blood-thirsty lord;
tween us. And for that cause I train'd thee to my house.
War. Between two hawks, which flies the higher Long time thy shadow hath been thrall 10 me,
pitch, For in my gallery thy picture hangs;
Between iwo dogs, which hath the deeper mouth, But now the substance shall endure the like;
Between two blades, which bears the better temper, And I will chain these legs and arms of thine,
Between two horses, which doth bear him best, That hast by tyranny, these many years,
Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye, Wasted our country, slain our citizens,
I have, perhaps, some shallow spirit of judgment : And sent our sons and husbands captivate." But in these nice sharp quillets of the law, Tal. Ha, ha, ha!
Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw. Count. Laughest thou, wretch ? thy mirth shall
Plan. Tut, tut, here is a mannerly forbearance: turn to moan.
The truth appears so naked on my side, Tal. I laugh to see your ladyship so fond,
That any purblind eye may find it out. To think that you have aught but Talbot's shadow, Som. And on my side it is so well apparell’d, Whereon to practise your severity.
So clear, so shining, and so evident, Count. Why, art not thou the man?
That it will glimmer through a blind man's eye. Tal.
I am indeed.
Pian. Since you are tongue-ty'd, and so loath to Count. Then have I substance too.
speak, Tal. No, no, I am but shadow of myself: In dumb significants' proclaim your thoughts : 1 i.e. judgment, opinion.
tinction to gentleman ; signifying that the person showed 2 Dryden has transplanted this idea into his Don Seo by his behaviour he was a low tellow. bastian :
7 Bruited is reported, loudly announced. • Nor shall Sebastian's formidable pame
8 We should read a lawyer. This lawyer was pro. Be longer used, to lull the crying babe.' bably Roger Nevyle, who was afterwards hanged. See 3 Writhled for urinkled.
W. Wyrcester, p. 478. 4 Thus in Solyman and Persida :
9 Johnson observes that there is apparently a want "If not destroy'd and bound and captirate, of opposition between the two questions here,' but there
If cuplivale, then forc'd from holy faith.” is no reason to suspect that the text is corrupt. 5 i. e. foolish, silly, weak.
10 i, e, regulate his motions most adroitly. We still 6. This is a ridaling merchant for the nonre. The say that a horse carries himsılf well. term merchant, which was, and even now is, frequently il Dumb significants, which Malone would have applied to the lowest kind of dealers, seems anciently to changed to significance, is nothing more than signs or have been used on these familiar occasions in contradis. I token.
Let him, that is a true-born gentleman,
War. Now, by God's will, thou wrong'st him, And stanıts upon the honour of his birth,
Somerset; If he suppose that I have pleaded truth,
His grandfather was Lionel, duke of Clarence ? From ort this brier pluck a white rose with me. Third son to the third Edward, king of England;
Som. Let him that is no coward, nor no flatterer, Spring crestless yeomeu' from so deep a root ? But dare maintain the party of the truth,
Plun. He bears him on the place's privilege," Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me. Or durst not, for his craven heart, say thus.
War. I love no colours ;' and, without all colour Som. By him that made me, I'll maintain my or base insinuating fattery,
words I pluck this white rose with Plantagenet.
On and plot of ground in Christendom: Suf. I pluck this red rose, with young Somerset; Was noi thy father, Richard, cari of Cambridge, And say withal, I think he held the right.
For treason executed in our late king's day? Ver. Stay, lords and gentlemen: and pruck no And, by his treason, stand’st not thou attainted, more,
Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry? Fill you conclude—that he, upon whose side His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood; The fewest roses are cropp'd from the tree,
And, till' thou be restor'd, thou art a yeoman. Shall yield the other in the right opinion.
Plan. My father was attached, not attainted ; Som. Good master Vernon, it is well objected ;? Condemn'd to die for treason, but no traitor; If I have fewest, I subscribe in silence,
And that I'll prove on better inen than Somerset, Plan. And I.
(case, Were growing time once ripen'd to my will. Ver. Then, for the truth and plainness of the For your partaker' Poole, and you yourself, I pluck this pale, and maiden blossom here, I'll note you in my book of mcinory,'' Giving my verdict on the white rose side.
To scourge you for this apprehension:11 Som. Prick not your finger as you pluck it off" ; Look to it well; and say you are well warn'd. Lest, bleeding, you do paint the white rose red, Som. Ay, thou shalt find us ready for thee still : And fall on my side so against your will.
And know us, by these colours, for ihy foes; Ver. If I, my lord, for my opinion biced, For these my friends, in spite of thee, shall wear. Opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt,
Plan. And, by my soul, this pale and angry rose, And keep me on the side where still I am.
As cognizance of my blood-drinking hale, Som. Well, well, come on : Who else?
Will I for ever, and my faction, wear; Law. Unless my study and my books be false,
Until it wither with me to my grave, The argument you held, was wrong in you; Or flourish to the height of my degree.
[To Somerset. Suff. Go forward, and be chok'd with thy ambition! In sign whereof, I pluck a white rose too.
And so farewell, until I meet thee next. [Eril. Plan. Now, Somerset, where is your argument ? Som. Have with thee, Poole.-Farewell, ambiSom. Here, in my scabbard ; meditating that,
[Evil Shall dye your white rose in a bloody red.
Pian. How I am bray'd, and must perforre Plan. Mean time, your cheeks do counterfeit our
(house, roses ;
War. This blot, that they object against your For pale they look with fear, as witnessing Shall be wip'd out in the next parliament, The truth on our side.
Callid for the truce of Winchester and Gloster:
And, if thou be not then created York,
Plio. Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset ? Will I upon thy party wear this rose :
Shall send, between the red rose and the white,
That you on my behalf would pluck a Rower. That shall maintain what I have said is true,
Ver. In your behalf still will I wear the same Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen.
Law. And so will I.
Suff. Turn not thy scorns this way, Plantagenet. This quarrel will drink blood another day. (Exeunt. Plan. Proud Poole, I will; and scorn both him SCENE V. The same. A Room in the Tower. and thee.
Enter MORTIMER, 13 brought in a Chair by two Suff. I'll turn my part thereof into thy throat,
Keepers. Som. Away, away, good William De-la-Poole!
Mor. Kind keepers of my weak decaying age, We grace the yeoman, by conversing with him.
Let dying Mortimer here rest himself.-| Colours is here used ambiguously for tints and have derived some suchi privilege from the kuights deceits.
templars, or knights hospitallers, both religious orders, 2 Well objected is properly proposed, properly thrown its former inhabitants. It is true, blows may have been in our way
prohibited by the regulations of the society : the author 3 It is not for fear that my cheeks look pale, biit for perhaps did not much consider the matter, but repreanger : anger produced by this circumstance-namely, I sents it as suited his purpose. that thy cheeks blush, &c.
8 Exempt for excluded. 4 Theobald altered fashion, which is the reading of 9 Purtaker, in ancient language, signifies one who the old copy, to faction. Warburton contends that by takes part with another; an accomplice, a confrlerate. fushion is meant the badge of the red rose, which A partaker, or coparcioner; particeps, consors, conSomerset said that he and his friends would be distin- socius.' ---Baret. guished by.
10 So in Hamlet 5 The poct mistakes. Plantagenet's paternal grand
-- the table of my memory.' father was Edmund of Langley, duke of York. His Again :maternal grandfather was Roger Mortimer, earl of
shall live March, who was the son of Philippa, the danghter of Within the book and volume of my brain.! Lionel, duke of Clarence. The duke therefore was his 11 Theobald changed his to reprehension: and Warmaternal great great grandfather.
burton explains it by opinion. It rather means concrp. 6 i. e. those who have no right to arms.
tion, or a conceit taken that Inauers are different from 7 It does not appear that the temple had any privilege what the truth warrants. of sanctuary at this time, being then, as now, ihe resi. 12 A cognizance is a bailgr. dence of law students. The author might imaginc it to 13 This is at variance with the strict truth of history,
Even hike a man new haled from the rack,
And death approach not ere my tale be done. So fare my limbs with long imprisonment : Henry the Fourth, grandfather to this king, And these gray locks, the pursuivants of death, Depos’d his nephew Richard; Edward's son, Nestor-like aged, in an ave of care,
The first-begotten, and the lawful heir Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer.
Of Edward king, the third of that descent : These eyes,---like lamps whose wasting oil is During whose reign, tho Percies of the north, spent,
Finding his usurpation most unjust, Wax dim, as drawing to their origent:?
Endeavour'd my advancement to the throne : Weak shoulders, overborne with burd'ning grief, The reason mov'd these warlike lords to this, And pithless' arms, like to a wither'd vine Was—for that (young King Richard thus remov'd, That droops his sapless branches to the ground:- Leaving no heir begotten of his body) Yet are these feet-whose strengthless stay is numb, I was the next by birth and parentage; Unable to support this lump of clay,
For by my mother I derived am Swifi-winged with desire to get a grave,
From Lionel duke of Clarence, the third son
To King Edward the Third, whereas' he,
1 Keep. Richard Plantagenet, my lord, will come: Being but fourth of that heroic line.
Mor. Enough; my soul shall then he satisfied. I lost my liberty, and they their lives.
Thy father, earl of Cambridge,--then deriv'd This loathsome sequestration have I had;
From famous Edmund Langley, duke of York, -Aud even since then hath Richard been obscur'd, Marrying my sister, that thy mother was, Deprived of homur and inheritance :
Again, in pity of my hard distress,
Levied an army; weening to redeem,
In whom the title rested, were suppress'd.
Plan, Of which, my lord, your honour is the last. I Keep. My lord, your loving nephew now is Mor. True; and thou scest, that I no issue have;
And that my fainting words do warrant death : Mor. Richard Plantagenet, my friend? Is he Thou art my heir; the rest, I wish thee gather :10 come?
But yet be wary in thy studious care. Plan. Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly us'd,
Plun. Thy grave admonishments prevail with me: Your nephew, late-despised" Richard, comes. But yet, methinks, my father's execution
Mor. Direci mine arms, I may embrace his neck, Was nothing less than bloody tyranny. And in his bosom spend my latter gasp :
Mor. With silence, nephew, be thou politic; 0, tell me, when niy lips do touch his cheeks, Strong-fixed is the house of Lancaster, That I may kindly give one fainting kiss.- And, like a mountain, not to be remov'd." And now declare, sweet stem from York's great As princes do their courts, when they are cloy’d
But now thy uncle is removing hence; stock, Why didst thou say-of late thou wert despis'd ?
With long continuance in a settled place. Plin. First, lean thine aged back against mine
Plan, O, uncle, 'would, some part of my young arm;
years And, in that ease, I'll tell thee disease.
Might but redeem the passage of your age!12
Mor. Thou dost then wrong me; as the slaught'
a case, Some words there grew
rer doth, Among which terms he used his lavish tongue,
Which giveth many wounds, when one will kill. And did upbraid me with my father's death;
Mourn not, except thou sorrow for my good; Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,
Only, give order for my funeral; Else with the like I had requited him:
And so farewell: and fair be all thy hopes ! Therefore, good uncle,- for my father's sake, And prosperous be thy life, in peace and war! In honour of a true Plantagenet,
[Dies. And for alliance sake,-declare the cause
Plan. And peace, no war, befall thy parting soul! My father, earl of Cambridge, lost his head.
In prison hast'thou spent a pilgrimage, Mor. That cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd me, And like a hermit overpass'd thy days.-And hath detain'd' me, all my flow'ring youth,
Well, I will lock his counsel in my breast; Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine,
And what I do imagine, let that rest.-Was cursed instrument of his decease.
Keepers, convey him hence; and I myself Plan. Discover more at large what cause that was; Will see his burial better than his life.-For I am ignorant, and cannot guess.
(Exeunt Keepers, bearing out MORTIMER. Mor. I will; if that my fading breath permit,
Here dies the dusky iorch of Mortimer,
Chok'd with ambition of the meaner sort :1:Edmund Mortimer, who was trusted and employed by Henry V. throughout his reign, died of the plague in his at Southampton, the night before Henry sailed from own castle at Trim, in Ireland, in 14:24-5; being then that town for France, on the information of this very only thirty-two years old.
earl of March. 1 The heralds that, fore-ruming death, proclaim its 10 i. e. I acknowledge thee to be my heir ; the conseapproach.
quences which may be collected from thence I recom2 Erigent is here used for end.
mend it thee to draw. 3 Pith is used figuratively for strength.
11 Thus Milton, Paradise Lost, book iv. ; 4. That is, he who terminates or concludes misery.
Like Tenerifle or Atlas unremov'd.' 5 Lately despised.
12 The same thought occurs in the celebrated dialogue 6 Discase for uneasiness, trouble, or grief. It is between Horace and Lydia. There is somo resemused in this sense by other ancient writers.
blance to it in the following lines, supposed to be ad. 7 Nephe has sometimes the power of the Latin ne dressed by a married lady, who died very young, to her pos, signifying grandchild, and is used with great laxity husband. Malone thinks that the inscription is in the among our ancient English writers. It is here used in church of Trent:stead of corain.
* Immatura peri; sed iu diuturnior annos 8 Haughty is high, lofty.
Vive meos, conjux optime, vive quos.' Si e. Thinking. This is another falsification of his. 13 i. e. oppressed by those whose right to the crown tory. Cambridge levied no army; but was apprehended I was not so good as his own.