Act 1, Scene 4

Orleans.

  1. [Enter, on the walls, a Master Gunner and his Boy.]
  2. Master Gunner of Orleans
  3. 428 Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieged,
  4. 429 And how the English have the suburbs won.
  5. Gunner's Boy
  6. 430 Father, I know; and oft have shot at them,
  7. 431 Howe'er unfortunate I miss'd my aim.
  8. Master Gunner of Orleans
  9. 432 But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruled by me:
  10. 433 Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
  11. 434 Something I must do to procure me grace.
  12. 435 The prince's espials have informed me
  13. 436 How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd,
  14. 437 Wont through a secret grate of iron bars
  15. 438 In yonder tower to overpeer the city,
  16. 439 And thence discover how with most advantage
  17. 440 They may vex us with shot or with assault.
  18. 441 To intercept this inconvenience,
  19. 442 A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have placed;
  20. 443 And even these three days have I watch'd,
  21. 444 If I could see them.
  22. 445 Now do thou watch, for I can stay no longer.
  23. 446 If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word;
  24. 447 And thou shalt find me at the governor's.
  25. [Exit.]
  26. Gunner's Boy
  27. 448 Father, I warrant you; take you no care;
  28. 449 I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.
  29. [Exit.]
  30. [Enter, on the turrets, the Lords Salisbury and Talbot, Sir William Glansdale, Sir Thomas Gargrave, and others.]
  31. Earl of Salisbury
  32. 450 Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd!
  33. 451 How wert thou handled being prisoner?
  34. 452 Or by what means got'st thou to be releas'd?
  35. 453 Discourse, I prithee, on this turret's top.
  36. Lord Talbot
  37. 454 The Duke of Bedford had a prisoner
  38. 455 Call'd the brave Lord Ponton de Santrailles;
  39. 456 For him was I exchanged and ransomed.
  40. 457 But with a baser man of arms by far
  41. 458 Once in contempt they would have barter'd me:
  42. 459 Which I disdaining scorn'd, and craved death
  43. 460 Rather than I would be so vile-esteem'd.
  44. 461 In fine, redeem'd I was as I desired.
  45. 462 But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart,
  46. 463 Whom with my bare fists I would execute,
  47. 464 If I now had him brought into my power.
  48. Earl of Salisbury
  49. 465 Yet tell'st thou not how thou wert entertain'd.
  50. Lord Talbot
  51. 466 With scoffs and scorns and contumelious taunts.
  52. 467 In open market-place produced they me,
  53. 468 To be a public spectacle to all:
  54. 469 Here, said they, is the terror of the French,
  55. 470 The scarecrow that affrights our children so.
  56. 471 Then broke I from the officers that led me,
  57. 472 And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground
  58. 473 To hurl at the beholders of my shame;
  59. 474 My grisly countenance made others fly;
  60. 475 None durst come near for fear of sudden death.
  61. 476 In iron walls they deem'd me not secure;
  62. 477 So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread
  63. 478 That they supposed I could rend bars of steel,
  64. 479 And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:
  65. 480 Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
  66. 481 That walk'd about me every minute while;
  67. 482 And if I did but stir out of my bed,
  68. 483 Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.
  69. [Enter the Boy with a linstock.]
  70. Earl of Salisbury
  71. 484 I grieve to hear what torments you endured,
  72. 485 But we will be revenged sufficiently.
  73. 486 Now it is supper-time in Orleans:
  74. 487 Here, through this grate, I count each one,
  75. 488 And view the Frenchmen how they fortify:
  76. 489 Let us look in; the sight will much delight thee.
  77. 490 Sir Thomas Gargrave and Sir William Glansdale,
  78. 491 Let me have your express opinions
  79. 492 Where is best place to make our battery next.
  80. Sir Thomas Gargrave
  81. 493 I think, at the north gate; for there stand lords.
  82. Sir William Glansdale
  83. 494 And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge.
  84. Lord Talbot
  85. 495 For aught I see, this city must be famish'd,
  86. 496 Or with light skirmishes enfeebled.
  87. [Here they shoot. Salisbury and Gargrave fall.]
  88. Earl of Salisbury
  89. 497 O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners!
  90. Sir Thomas Gargrave
  91. 498 O Lord, have mercy on me, woful man!
  92. Lord Talbot
  93. 499 What chance is this that suddenly hath cross'd us?
  94. 500 Speak, Salisbury: at least, if thou canst speak:
  95. 501 How farest thou, mirror of all martial men?
  96. 502 One of thy eyes and thy cheek's side struck off!
  97. 503 Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand
  98. 504 That hath contrived this woful tragedy!
  99. 505 In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame;
  100. 506 Henry the Fifth he first train'd to the wars;
  101. 507 Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up,
  102. 508 His sword did ne'er leave striking in the field.
  103. 509 Yet liv'st thou, Salisbury? though thy speech doth fail,
  104. 510 One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for grace:
  105. 511 The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.
  106. 512 Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive,
  107. 513 If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands!
  108. 514 Bear hence his body; I will help to bury it,
  109. 515 Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life?
  110. 516 Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him.
  111. 517 Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort,
  112. 518 Thou shalt not die whiles—
  113. 519 He beckons with his hand and smiles on me,
  114. 520 As who should say 'When I am dead and gone,
  115. 521 Remember to avenge me on the French.'
  116. 522 Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero,
  117. 523 Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn;
  118. 524 Wretched shall France be only in thy name.
  119. [Here an alarum, and it thunders and lightens.]
  120. Lord Talbot
  121. 525 What stir is this? what tumult's in the heavens?
  122. 526 Whence cometh this alarum and the noise?
  123. [Enter a Messenger.]
  124. Messenger
  125. 527 My lord, my lord, the French have gather'd head:
  126. 528 The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd,
  127. 529 A holy prophetess new risen up,
  128. 530 Is come with a great power to raise the siege.
  129. [Here SALISBURY lifteth himself up and groans.]
  130. Lord Talbot
  131. 531 Hear, hear how dying Salisbury doth groan!
  132. 532 It irks his heart he cannot be revenged.
  133. 533 Frenchmen, I 'll be a Salisbury to you:
  134. 534 Pucelle or puzzel, dolphin or dogfish,
  135. 535 Your hearts I 'll stamp out with my horse's heels,
  136. 536 And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.
  137. 537 Convey me Salisbury into his tent,
  138. 538 And then we 'll try what these dastard Frenchmen dare.
  139. [Alarum. Exeunt.]