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Henry VI part one

Act I, Scene 1

Dead March.
 
[Enter the Funeral of KING HENRY the Fifth, attended on by Dukes of BEDFORD, Regent of France; GLOUCESTER, Protector; and EXETER, Earl of WARWICK, the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER, Heralds, etc.]
 
BEDFORD
        ,             ,     2       ,        T    T   .   T
      Hung be | the heav|ens with black, | yield day to night;
       ,          ,          ,          ,            ,
      Comets | impor|ting change | of times | and states,
        ,               ,        ,       ,        ,
      Brandish | your crys|tal tres|ses in | the sky,
            ,            ,           ,       ,         ,
      And with | them scourge | the bad | revol|ting stars
             ,        ,       ,     ,         ,
      That have | consen|ted un|to Hen|ry's death!
            ,    2      ,            ,             ,    ,
      King Hen|ry the Fifth, | too* fa|mous to / live long!
       ,               ,        ,        ,          ,
      England | nere lost | a king | of so | much worth.
 
GLOUCESTER
       ,              ,        ,       ,          ,
      England | nere had | a king | until | his time.
       ,           ,       ,        ,        ,
      Virtue | he had,| deser|ving to | command:
            ,           ,           ,      ,               ,
10    His bran|dished sword | did blind | men with | his beams:
            ,       ,    ,               ,          ,
      His arms | spread wi/der than | a dra|gon's wings;
            ,         ,        ,            ,         ,
      His spark|ing eyes,| replete | with wrath|ful fire,
             ,              ,     ,         ,    ,
      More dazz|led and / drove back | his en|emies
        .   T   T   T       T     T  .    T           ,     ->
      Than mid-day sun | fierce bent against | their fa||ces.
        ,          2   ,          ,         ,           ,
      What | should I say?| his deeds | exceed | all speech:
           ,          ,         ,         ,          o
      He nere | lift up | his hand,| but con|quered.
 
EXETER
           ,          ,           ,         ,         ,
      We mourn | in black,| why mourn | we not | in blood?
       ,           ,         ,       ,         ,
      Henry | is dead | and ne|ver shall | revive:
        ,        ,      ,       ,       ,
      Upon | a wood|en cof|fin we | attend,
             ,          ,     ,      ,     ,
20    And death's | dishon|oura|ble vic|tory
       ,              ,        ,         ,    ,
      We with | our state|ly pres|ence glor|ify,
            ,          ,      ,         ,        ,
      Like^cap|tives bound | to a | trium|phant car.
        ,                ,           ,            ,  ,
      What? Shall | we curse | the plan|ets of / mishap
             ,        ,         ,        ,     ,
      That plot|ted thus | our glo|ry's ov|erthrow?
           ,          ,          ,       ,         ,
      Or shall | we think | the sub|tle-wit|ted French
       ,    2          ,    2       ,        ,        ,
      Conjurers | and sor|cerers, that | afraid | of him
          ,      ,        ,         ,           ,
      By mag|ic ver|ses have | contrived | his end?
 
BISHOP OF WINCHESTER
          ,        ,       ,               ,         ,
      He was | a king | blessed of | the King | of kings.
         ,          ,           ,         ,        ,
      Unto | the French | the dread|ful judg|ment-day
           ,         ,         ,       ,          ,
30    So dread|ful will | not be | as was | his sight.
           ,        ,         ,         ,           ,
      The bat|tles of | the Lord | of hosts | he fought:
            ,          x        ,             ,     ,
      The chur|ch's prayers | made him | so pros|perous.
 
GLOUCESTER
             ,            ,        ,          ,           ,
      The church?| where is | it? Had | not church|men prayed,
             ,          ,         ,         ,        ,
      His thread | of life | had not | so soon | decayed:
        ,             ,     ,          ,    2      ,
      None do | you like | but an | effem|inate prince,
             ,         ,         ,        ,      ,
      Whom like | a school|-boy you | may o|ver-awe.
 
BISHOP OF WINCHESTER
        ,                ,         ,          ,        ,      ->
      Gloucester,| what ere | we like,| thou art | protec||tor
       ,       ,             ,           ,           ,
      And | lookst to | command | the prince | and realm.
            ,         ,           ,        ,        ,
      Thy wife | is proud;| she hold|eth thee | in awe,
        ,          ,          ,          ,        ,
40    More than | God or | reli|gious church|men may.
 
GLOUCESTER
        ,           ,        ,           ,           ,
      Name not | reli|gion, for | thou lovst | the flesh,
            ,            ,          ,         ,            ,     2->
      And nere | throughout | the year | to church | thou go||est
          ,        ,        ,        ,           ,
      Except | it be | to pray | against | thy foes.
 
BEDFORD
        T      T     T       ,          ,           ,           ,   ->
      Cease, cease these | jars and | rest your | minds in || peace:
        ,               ,       ,          ,    2
      Let's / to the | altar:| heralds,| wait on us:
           ,         ,           ,      ,         ,
      Instead | of gold,| we'll of|fer up | our arms:
              ,       ,         ,          ,         ,
      Since arms | avail | not now | that Hen|ry's dead.
          ,    ,      ,          ,         ,
      Poster|ity,| await | for wretch|ed years,
        ,    2         ,          T     T    T             ,
      When at their | mothers'| moist eyes babes | shall suck,
            ,         ,        ,             ,    ,
50    Our isle | be made | a nour|ish of / salt tears,
            ,         ,       ,         ,          ,
      And none | but wom|en left | to wail | the dead.
       ,            ,           ,        ,     ,
      Henry | the Fifth,| thy ghost | I in|vocate:
       ,               ,       ,             ,        ,
      Prosper | this realm,| keep it | from civ|il broils,
       ,             ,         ,       ,          x
      Combat | with ad|verse plan|ets in | the heavens;
         ,           ,    2    ,          ,           ,
      A far | more glor|ious star | thy soul | will make
            ,    ,    ,            ,
      Than Jul|ius | Caesar | or bright-- (cut off)
 
[Enter a Messenger]
 
MESSENGER
          ,    ,       ,        ,             ,
      My hon|ora|ble lords,| health to | you all:
       ,   ,              ,       ,              ,
      Sad tid/ings bring^|I to | you out | of France,
           ,          ,         ,        ,      ,
      Of loss,| of slaugh|ter, and | discom|fiture:
           ,          ,        ,     ,         ,
60    Guienne,| Champagne,| Rheims, Or/leans, Pa|ris,
           ,       ,   ,                ___     __
      Guysors, | Poictiers,/ are all | quite | lost.
 
BEDFORD
             ,           ,        ,      T    Tx       T
      What sayst | thou man,| before | dead Henry's corpse?
        ,     ,                 ,                 ,     ,
      Speak soft/ly, or | the loss | of those / great towns
             ,          ,           ,          ,           ,
      Will make | him burst | his lead | and rise | from death.
 
GLOUCESTER
          ,       ,        ,       ,       ,
      Is Pa|ris lost?| is Rou|en yiel|ded up?
          ,       ,         ,          ,       ,
      If Hen|ry were | recalled | to life | again,
              ,            ,           ,            ,           ,
      These news | would cause | him once | more* yield | the ghost.
 
EXETER
       ,                ,            ,     ,         ,
      How were | they lost?| what treach|ery | was used?
 
MESSENGER
       ,    ,                ,        ,         ,
      No treach/ery; but | want of | men and | money.
          ,          ,          ,        ,         o
70    Amongst | the sol|diers this | is mut|tered,
             ,          ,    ,   ,           ,
      That here | you main|tain sev/eral | factions,
             ,         ,        ,              ,             ,
      And whilst | a field | should be | dispatched | and fought,
       ,            ,       ,         ,     ,
      You are | disput|ing of | your gen|erals,
       ,                ,     2     ,          ,        ,
      One would | have lin|gering wars | with lit|tle cost;
         ,              ,    ,           ,        ,
      Anoth|er would / fly swift,| but want|eth wings;
          ,        ,          ,       ,         ,
      A third | thinks, with|out ex|pense at | all,
      <-        ,          T    T     T          ,        ,
        By || guileful | fair words peace | may be | obtained.
         ,       ,     ,           ,    ,
      Awake,| awake,| English | nobil|ity,
       ,          ,               ,        ,      ,
      Let not | sloth dim | your hor|rors new-|begot:
         ,                ,         ,      ,          ,
80    Cropped are | the flower|-de-lu|ces in | your arms;
          ,           ,          ,        ,       ,
      Of Eng|land's coat | one half | is cut | away.
 
EXETER
        ,          ,    ,                  ,    ,
      Were our | tears wan/ting to | this fun|eral,
             ,                 ,    ,             ,        ,
      These^tid|ings would / call forth | their flow|ing tides.
 
BEDFORD
       ,            ,      ,          ,         ,
      Me they | concern;| Regent | I am | of France.
        ,            ,        ,           ,            ,
      Give me | my stee|led coat.| I'll fight | for France.
         ,          ,          ,         ,        ,
      Away | with these | disgrace|ful wail|ing robes!
         ,              ,           ,          ,         ,
      Wounds will | I lend | the French | instead | of eyes,
           ,           ,      ,       ,     ,
      To weep | their in|termiss|ive mis|eries.
 
[Enter to them another Messenger]
 
MESSENGER
        T      T    T       Tx      T     .  T          ,
      Lords, view these | letters full | of bad | mischance.
         ,           ,        ,         ,         ,
90    France is | revol|ted from | the Eng|lish quite,
          ,          ,       ,         ,    ,
      Except | some pet|ty towns | of no | import:
           ,          ,           ,        ,          ,
      The Dau|phin Charles | is crown|ed king | of Rheims;
           ,        ,       ,           ,          ,
      The Bas|tard of | Orleans | with him | is joined;
        ,          ,        ,             ,          ,
      Reignier,| Duke of | Anjou,| doth take | his part;
            ,        ,    ,       ,              ,
      The Duke | of Al|encon | flieth to | his side.
 
EXETER
           ,         ,        ,     ,   ,
      The Dau|phin crown|ed king?| All fly / to him?
         ,         ,         ,           ,         ,
      O whi|ther shall | we fly | from this | reproach?
 
GLOUCESTER
                 ,   ,         ,        ,   2       ,
      We will / not fly,| but to | our en|emies' throats.
       ,             ,         ,            ,         ,
      Bedford,| if thou | be slack,| I'll fight | it out.
 
BEDFORD
        ,                 ,        ,           ,        ,
100   Gloucester,| why doubtst | thou of | my for|wardness?
          ,      ,       ,         ,          ,
      An ar|my have | I mus|tered in | my thoughts,
            ,        ,        ,        ,     ,
      Wherewith | alrea|dy France | is o|verrun.
 
[Enter another Messenger]
 
MESSENGER
          ,          ,         ,         ,        ,
      My gra|cious lords,| to add | to your | laments,
             ,         ,       ,      T    Tx       T
      Wherewith | you now | bedew | King Henry's hearse,
          ,        ,     ,          ,        ,
      I must | inform | you of | a dis|mal fight
          ,           ,       ,   ,                   ,
      Betwixt | the stout | Lord Tal/bot and | the French.
 
BISHOP OF WINCHESTER
        ,             ,      ,      ,      2    ,
      What? where|in Tal|bot o|vercame,| is it so?
 
MESSENGER
         ,         ,         ,       ,          ,
      O no;| wherein | Lord Tal|bot was | orethrown:
           ,        ,            ,          ,         ,
      The cir|cumstance | I'll tell | you more | at large.
            ,         ,        ,           ,         ,
110   The tenth | of Aug|ust last | this dread|ful lord,
         ,        ,          ,         ,    ,
      Retir|ing from | the siege | of Or|leans,
       ,         T     T    T      ,          2      ,
      Having | full scarce six | thousand | in his troop.
           ,           ,       ,        ,          ,
      By three | and twen|ty thou|sand of | the French
            ,        ,      ,         ,      ,
      Was round | encom|passed | and set | upon.
          ,        ,     ,   2     ,         ,
      No lei|sure had | he to en|rank his | men;
      <-       ,         ,         ,       ,         ,
        He || wanted | pikes to | set be|fore his | archers
           ,          ,     T      T      T         2    ,      2->
      Instead | whereof | sharp stakes plucked | out of hed||ges
             ,       ,          ,         ,     ,
      They pitch|ed in | the ground | confu|sedly,
           ,          ,        ,           ,        ,
      To keep | the horse|men off | from break|ing in.
                    ,     ,           ,         ,       o
120   More than / three hours | the fight | contin|ued;
             ,    2   ,          ,   ,        ,
      Where val|iant Tal|bot a/bove hu|man thought
         ,      ,         ,          ,           ,
      Enact|ed won|ders with | his sword | and lance:
       ,      2       ,         ,           ,           ,
      Hundreds he | sent to | hell, and | none durst^|stand him;
        T     T     .  T  2    ,         ,          ,
      Here, there, and e|verywhere,| enraged | he flew:
             ,          ,           ,      ,         ,   
      The French | exclaimed,| the de|vil was | in arms;
       T   .    T    T      ,         ,        ,
      All the whole ar|my stood | agazed | on him:
           ,         ,             ,  ,        x
      His sol|diers spy|ing his / undaun|ted spirit
         ,      2   ,         ,      ,      ,
      A Tal|bot, a Tal|bot, cried | out a|main
      <-          ,    ,           ,        ,        ,
        And || rushed in/to the | bowels | of the | battle.
        ,             ,         ,               ,    ,
130   Here had | the con|quest ful|ly been / sealed up,
        2      ,     T   T    .   T       ,          ,
      If Sir John | Falstaff had not | played the | coward:
       ,  ,               ,         ,         ,
      He be/ing in | the va|ward, placed | behind
            ,        ,       ,          ,        ,
      With pur|pose to | relieve | and fol|low them,
       ,          ,     ,     2        T    T     T
      Coward|ly fled,| not having | struck one stroke.
        T     T   .   T   2     ,          ,     ,
      Hence grew the gen|eral wreck | and mas|sacre;
          ,       ,           ,           ,    ,
      Enclos|ed were | they with | their en|emies:
          ,         ,        ,         ,           ,
      A base | Walloon,| to win | the Dau|phin's grace,
              ,        ,        ,        ,         ,
      Thrust^Tal|bot with | a spear | into | the back,
            ,       ,                  ,        ,           ,
      Whom all | France with | their chief | assem|bled strength
             ,        ,          ,      ,             ,
140   Durst^not | presume | to look | once in | the face.
 
BEDFORD
          ,        ,          ,          ,        ,
      Is Tal|bot slain?| Then I | will slay | myself,
           ,       ,      ,         ,          ,
      For liv|ing id|ly here | in pomp | and ease,
               ,       ,       ,        ,        ,
      Whilst such | a wor|thy lea|der, wan|ting aid,
         ,        ,        ,       ,        ,
      Unto | his das|tard foe|men is | betrayed.
 
MESSENGER
         ,        ,                ,    ,    ,
      O no,| he lives;| but is / took pri|soner,
            ,       ,     ,                ,    ,
      And Lord | Scales with / him and | Lord Hung/erford:
        ,    2        ,     ,                T    T   T
      Most of the | rest slaugh/tered or | took likewise.
 
BEDFORD
           ,        ,          ,        ,          ,
      His ran|som there | is none | but I | shall pay:
             ,         ,         ,    ,                ,
      I'll hale | the Dau|phin head|long from | his throne:
            ,            ,        ,       ,         ,
150   His crown | shall be | the ran|som of | my friend;
        ,               ,             ,          ,         ,
      Four of | their lords | I'll change | for one | of ours.
           ,         ,         ,        ,         ,
      Farewell | my mas|ters, to | my task | will I;
       ,              ,           ,        ,        ,
      Bonfires^|in France | forthwith | I am | to make,
           ,          ,       T     Tx       T         ,
      To keep | our great | Saint George's feast | withal:
            ,        ,          ,       ,          ,
      Ten thou|sand sol|diers with | me I | will take,
              ,       ,             ,         ,        ,
      Whose blood|y deeds | shall make | all Eur|ope quake.
 
MESSENGER
          ,          ,         ,    ,            ,
      So you | had need;| for Or|leans | is besieged;
           ,        ,           ,     ,          ,
      The Eng|lish ar|my is / grown weak | and faint:
            ,        ,     ,      ,     2    ,
      The Earl | of Sal|isbu|ry crave|th supply,
            ,       ,          ,          ,    ,
160   And hard|ly keeps | his men | from mu|tiny,
              ,     .  T     T     T       ,     ,
      Since they | so few, watch such | a mul|titude.
 
EXETER
         ,         ,           ,         ,       ,
      Remem|ber lords | your oaths | to Hen|ry sworn:
       ,            ,          ,        ,    ,
      Either | to quell | the Dau|phin ut|terly,
           ,          ,     ,    2    ,          ,
      Or bring | him in | obed|ience to | your yoke.
 
BEDFORD
         ,      ,       ,         ,      ,          ,   ->
      I do | remem|ber it;| and here | take my || leave,
          ,      ,        ,     ,       ->
      To go | about | my pre|para||tion.
 
[Exit]
 
GLOUCESTER
        ,      2      ,           ,          ,        ,
      I'll | to the Tower | with all | the haste | I can,
           ,       2   ,     ,    ,      ,
      To view | the artil|lery | and mu|nition,
            ,    ,     2      T     T    T       ,
      And then | I will pro|claim young Hen|ry king.
 
[Exit]
 
EXETER
          ,     2     ,     ,           T     T   T
170   To Elt|ham will I,| where the | young king is,
       ,           ,           ,       ,     ,
      Being | ordained | his spec|ial gov|ernor,
           ,          ,       ,            ,        ,
      And for | his safe|ty there | I'll best | devise.
 
[Exit]
 
BISHOP OF WINCHESTER
             ,          ,           ,        ,       ,
      Each hath | his place | and func|tion to | attend:
      ,            ,         ,     ,           ,
      I am | left^out;| for me | nothing | remains.
            ,     2      ,         ,     ,        ,
      But long | I will not | be Jack | out of | office:
            ,          ,      ,       ,         ,
      The king | from El|tham I | intend | to steal
           ,         ,         ,         ,        ,
      And sit | at chief|est stern | of pub|lic weal.
 
[Exeunt]

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