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Henry VI part one

Act II, Scene 3

 

Auvergne. The COUNTESS's castle.
 
[Enter the COUNTESS and her Porter]
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
       ,          ,        ,        ,          ,
      Porter,| remem|ber what | I gave | in charge;
            ,       2       ,          ,           ,        ,
      And when | you have done | so, bring | the keys | to me.
 
PORTER
       ,          ,
      Madam,| I will. \\
 
[Exit]
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
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      The plot | is laid:| if all things fall | out right,
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      I shall as | famous | be by | this exploit
           ,    2   ,     ,       ,        ,
      As Scyth|ian Tom|yris | by Cy|rus' death.
        ,             ,      ,          ,          ,
      Great is | the ru|mor of | this dread|ful knight,
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      And his | achieve|ments of / no less | account:
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      Fain would | mine^eyes | be wit|ness with | mine ears,
           ,           ,        ,           ,        ,
10    To give | their cen|sure of | these rare | reports.
 
[Enter Messenger and TALBOT]
 
MESSENGER
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      Madam,| accor|ding as your la|dyship | desired,
          ,          ,         ,         ,        ,
      By mes|sage craved,| so is | Lord^Tal|bot come.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
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      And he | is wel|come. What?| is this | the man?
 
MESSENGER
       ,          ,
      Madam,| it is.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
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                      Is this | the scourge | of France?
           ,         ,        ,           ,         ,
      Is this | the Tal|bot, so | much feared | abroad
             ,          ,         ,         ,             ,
      That with | his name | the mot|hers still | their babes?
         ,        ,        ,     ,          ,
      I see | report | is fab|ulous | and false:
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      I thought | I should | have seen | some Her|cules,
         ,       ,        ,          ,     ,
20    A sec|ond Hec|tor, for | his grim | aspect,
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      And large | propor|tion of his // strong-knit limbs.
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      Alas,| this is | a child,| a sil|ly dwarf:
          ,       ,          ,          ,          ,
      It can|not be | this weak | and writh|led shrimp
                ,       ,   ,                ,    ,
      Should strike | such ter/ror to | his en|emies.
 
TALBOT
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      Madam,| I have | been bold | to troub|le you;
            ,           ,     ,        ,        ,       2->
      But since | your la|dyship | is not | at lei||sure,
             ,          ,       ,        ,      ,
      I'll sort | some oth|er time | to vis|it you.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
             ,         ,        ,          ,     2     ,
      What means | he now?| Go ask | him whith|er he goes.
 
MESSENGER
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      Stay my | Lord^Tal|bot; for | my la|dy craves
           ,          ,          ,        ,       ,       ->
30    To know | the cause | of your | abrupt | depar||ture.
 
TALBOT
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      Mar|ry, for that | she's in | a wrong | belief,
         ,       ,     ,        ,          ,
      I go | to cer|tify | her Tal|bot's here.
 
[Re-enter Porter with keys]
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
           ,        ,         ,           ,     ,
      If thou | be he,| then art | thou pris|oner.
 
TALBOT
        ,  2           ,
      Prisoner? | To whom?
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
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                           To me,| blood-thirsty lord;
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      And for | that cause | I trained | thee to | my house.
        T    T   .   T        ,            ,         ,
      Long time thy sha|dow hath | been thrall | to me,
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      For in | my gal|lery | thy pic|ture hangs:
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      But now | the sub|stance shall | endure | the like,
          ,          ,             ,          ,         ,
40    And I | will chain | these legs | and arms | of thine,
             ,        ,     ,          ,      ,
      That hast | by tyr|anny | these ma|ny years
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      Wasted | our coun|try, slain | our cit|izens
            ,          ,         ,         ,      ,
      And sent | our sons | and hus|bands cap|tivate.
 
TALBOT
       oo   oo   __    __   __
          |    | Ha, | ha,| ha.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
        ,                ,           ,             ,         ,
      Laughest | thou wretch?| thy mirth | shall turn | to moan.
 
TALBOT
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      I laugh | to see | your la|dyship | so fond
           ,           ,           ,          ,         ,      2->
      To think | that you | have aught | but Tal|bot's sha||dow
           ,         ,         ,       ,    ,
      Whereon | to prac|tise your | sever|ity.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
        T   T   T      ,        ___   oo
      Why? Art not | thou the | man?|
 
TALBOT
         ,       ,
50    I am | indeed.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
                           ,       ,          ,
                    Then have | I sub|stance too.
 
TALBOT
          ,      ,         ,      ,       ,
      No no,| I am | but shad|ow of | myself:
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      You are | deceived,| my sub|stance is / not here;
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      For what | you see | is but | the smal|lest part
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      And least | propor|tion of | human|ity:
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      I tell | you mad|am, were the // whole frame here,
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      It is | of such | a spac|ious lof|ty pitch,
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      Your roof | were not | suffic|ient to | contain it.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
        ,          ,         ,         ,          ,
      This is | a rid|dling mer|chant for | the nonce;
           ,         ,         ,             ,    ,
60    He will | be here,| and yet | he is / not here:
           ,           ,      ,    ,       ,
      How can | these con|trari|eties | agree?
 
TALBOT
        ,             ,         ,       ,   oo
      That will | I show | you pre|sently.|
 
[Winds his horn. Drums strike up: a peal of ordnance. Enter soldiers]
           ,         ,       ,         ,        ,      2->
      How say | you mad|am? Are | you now | persua||ded
            ,       ,         ,      ,       ,
      That Tal|bot is | but shad|ow of | himself?
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      These are | his sub|stance, sin|ews, arms | and strength,
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      With which | he yok|eth your | rebel|lious necks,
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      Razeth | your cit|ies and / subverts | your towns
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      And in | a mom|ent makes | them des|olate.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
          ,    2   ,        ,       ,      ,
      Victor|ious Tal|bot, par|don my | abuse:
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70    I find | thou art | no less | than fame | hath brui||ted
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      And more | than may | be gat|hered by | thy shape.
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      Let my | presump|tion not | provoke | thy wrath;
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      For I | am sor|ry that | with rev|erence
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      I did | not en|tertain | thee as | thou art.
 
TALBOT
       ,    2      ,            ,          ,       ,
      Be not dis|mayed, fair*| lady;| nor mis|construe
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      The mind | of Tal|bot, as | you did | mistake
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      The out|ward com|posi|tion of | his bo||dy.
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      What | you have done | hath not | offen|ded me;
          ,       ,     ,        ,       ,
      Nor o|ther sat|isfac|tion do | I crave,
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80    But on|ly with | your pa|tience, that | we may
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      Taste of | your wine | and see | what cates | you have,
           ,           ,       ,         ,            ,
      For sol|diers' stom|achs al|ways serve | them well.
 
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE
            ,         ,           ,         ,    ,
      With all | my heart,| and think | me hon|ored
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      To feast | so great | a war|rior in | my house.
 
[Exeunt]

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