King Henry VI Part 1(亨利四世Ⅰ)

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King Henry VI, Part 1

William Shakespeare

King Henry VI, Part 1

ACT I.

King Henry VI, Part 1

SCENE 1.

Westminster Abbey

Dead March. Enter the funeral of KING HENRY THE FIFTH,

attended on by the DUKE OF BEDFORD, Regent of France, the DUKE

OF GLOUCESTER, Protector, the DUKE OF EXETER, the EARL OF

WARWICK, the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER

BEDFORD. Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!

Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal

tresses in the sky And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have

consented unto Henry's death! King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live

long! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth. GLOUCESTER.

England ne'er had a king until his time. Virtue he had, deserving to

command; His brandish'd sword did blind men with his beams; His arms

spread wider than a dragon's wings; His sparkling eyes, replete with

wrathful fire, More dazzled and drove back his enemies Than mid-day sun

fierce bent against their faces. What should I say? His deeds exceed all

speech: He ne'er lift up his hand but conquered. EXETER. We mourn in

black; why mourn we not in blood? Henry is dead and never shall revive.

Upon a wooden coffin we attend; And death's dishonourable victory We

with our stately presence glorify, Like captives bound to a triumphant car.

What! shall we curse the planets of mishap That plotted thus our glory's

overthrow? Or shall we think the subtle-witted French Conjurers and

sorcerers, that, afraid of him, By magic verses have contriv'd his end?

WINCHESTER. He was a king bless'd of the King of kings; Unto the

French the dreadful judgment-day So dreadful will not be as was his sight.

The battles of the Lord of Hosts he fought; The Church's prayers made

him so prosperous. GLOUCESTER. The Church! Where is it? Had not

churchmen pray'd, His thread of life had not so soon decay'd. None do you

like but an effeminate prince, Whom like a school-boy you may overawe.

WINCHESTER. Gloucester, whate'er we like, thou art Protector And

lookest to command the Prince and realm. Thy wife is proud; she holdeth

thee in awe More than God or religious churchmen may. GLOUCESTER.

Name not religion, for thou lov'st the flesh; And ne'er throughout the year

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to church thou go'st, Except it be to pray against thy foes. BEDFORD.

Cease, cease these jars and rest your minds in peace; Let's to the altar.

Heralds, wait on us. Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms, Since arms

avail not, now that Henry's dead. Posterity, await for wretched years,

When at their mothers' moist'ned eyes babes shall suck, Our isle be made a

nourish of salt tears, And none but women left to wail the dead. HENRY

the Fifth, thy ghost I invocate: Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils,

Combat with adverse planets in the heavens. A far more glorious star thy

soul will make Than Julius Caesar or bright

Enter a MESSENGER

MESSENGER. My honourable lords, health to you all! Sad tidings

bring I to you out of France, Of loss, of slaughter, and discomfiture:

Guienne, Champagne, Rheims, Orleans, Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all

quite lost. BEDFORD. What say'st thou, man, before dead Henry's corse?

Speak softly, or the loss of those great towns Will make him burst his lead

and rise from death. GLOUCESTER. Is Paris lost? Is Rouen yielded up? If

Henry were recall'd to life again, These news would cause him once more

yield the ghost. EXETER. How were they lost? What treachery was us'd?

MESSENGER. No treachery, but want of men and money. Amongst the

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soldiers this is muttered That here you maintain several factions; And

whilst a field should be dispatch'd and fought, You are disputing of your

generals: One would have ling'ring wars, with little cost; Another would

fly swift, but wanteth wings; A third thinks, without expense at all, By

guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd. Awake, awake, English nobility!

Let not sloth dim your honours, new-begot. Cropp'd are the flower-de-

luces in your arms; Of England's coat one half is cut away. EXETER.

Were our tears wanting to this funeral, These tidings would call forth their

flowing tides. BEDFORD. Me they concern; Regent I am of France. Give

me my steeled coat; I'll fight for France. Away with these disgraceful

wailing robes! Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes, To weep

their intermissive miseries.

Enter a second MESSENGER

SECOND MESSENGER. Lords, view these letters full of bad

mischance. France is revolted from the English quite, Except some petty

towns of no import. The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims; The

Bastard of Orleans with him is join'd; Reignier, Duke of Anjou, doth take

his part; The Duke of Alencon flieth to his side. EXETER. The Dauphin

crowned king! all fly to him! O, whither shall we fly from this reproach?

GLOUCESTER. We will not fly but to our enemies' throats. Bedford, if

thou be slack I'll fight it out. BEDFORD. Gloucester, why doubt'st thou of

my forwardness? An army have I muster'd in my thoughts, Wherewith

already France is overrun.

Enter a third MESSENGER

THIRD MESSENGER. My gracious lords, to add to your laments,

Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse, I must inform you of a

dismal fight Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French. WINCHESTER.

What! Wherein Talbot overcame? Is't so? THIRD MESSENGER. O, no;

wherein Lord Talbot was o'erthrown. The circumstance I'll tell you more at

large. The tenth of August last this dreadful lord, Retiring from the siege

of Orleans, Having full scarce six thousand in his troop, By three and

twenty thousand of the French Was round encompassed and set upon. No

leisure had he to enrank his men; He wanted pikes to set before his archers;

Instead whereof sharp stakes pluck'd out of hedges They pitched in the

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ground confusedly To keep the horsemen off from breaking in. More than

three hours the fight continued;

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Where valiant Talbot, above human thought, Enacted wonders with his

sword and lance: Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand him; Here,

there, and everywhere, enrag'd he slew The French exclaim'd the devil was

in arms; All the whole army stood agaz'd on him. His soldiers, spying his

undaunted spirit, 'A Talbot! a Talbot!' cried out amain, And rush'd into the

bowels of the battle. Here had the conquest fully been seal'd up If Sir John

Fastolfe had not play'd the coward. He, being in the vaward plac'd behind

With purpose to relieve and follow them- Cowardly fled, not having struck

one stroke; Hence grew the general wreck and massacre. Enclosed were

they with their enemies. A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace,

Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back; Whom all France, with their chief

assembled strength, Durst not presume to look once in the face.

BEDFORD. Is Talbot slain? Then I will slay myself, For living idly here

in pomp and ease, Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid, Unto his

dastard foemen is betray'd. THIRD MESSENGER. O no, he lives, but is

took prisoner, And Lord Scales with him, and Lord Hungerford; Most of

the rest slaughter'd or took likewise. BEDFORD. His ransom there is none

but I shall pay. I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne; His crown

shall be the ransom of my friend; Four of their lords I'll change for one of

ours. Farewell, my masters; to my task will I; Bonfires in France forthwith

I am to make To keep our great Saint George's feast withal. Ten thousand

soldiers with me I will take, Whose bloody deeds shall make an Europe

quake. THIRD MESSENGER. So you had need; for Orleans is besieg'd;

The English army is grown weak and faint; The Earl of Salisbury craveth

supply And hardly keeps his men from mutiny, Since they, so few, watch

such a multitude. EXETER. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry sworn,

Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, Or bring him in obedience to your

yoke. BEDFORD. I do remember it, and here take my leave To go about

my preparation. Exit GLOUCESTER. I'll to the Tower with all the haste I

can To view th' artillery and munition; And then I will proclaim young

Henry king. Exit EXETER. To Eltham will I, where the young King is,

Being ordain'd his special governor; And for his safety there I'll best

devise. Exit WINCHESTER. [Aside] Each hath his place and function to

attend: I am left out; for me nothing remains. But long I will not be Jack

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out of office. The King from Eltham I intend to steal, And sit at chiefest

stern of public weal. Exeunt

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SCENE 2.

France. Before Orleans

Sound a flourish. Enter CHARLES THE DAUPHIN, ALENCON,

and REIGNIER, marching with drum and soldiers

CHARLES. 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 Orleans; Otherwhiles the famish'd

English, like pale ghosts, Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.

ALENCON. 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. REIGNIER. 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.

CHARLES. Sound, sound alarum; we will rush on them. Now for the

honour of the forlorn French! Him I forgive my death that killeth me,

When he sees me go back one foot or flee. Exeunt

Here alarum. They are beaten hack by the English, with great loss.

Re-enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and REIGNIER

CHARLES. 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. REIGNIER. 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. ALENCON. Froissart, a countryman of ours,

records England all Olivers and Rowlands 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? CHARLES. 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. REIGNIER. I think by some odd gimmers or device Their arms are

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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. ALENCON. Be it so.

Enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS

BASTARD. Where's the Prince Dauphin? I have news for him.

CHARLES. Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us. BASTARD.

Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer appall'd. Hath the late overthrow

wrought this offence? Be not dismay'd, for succour 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. CHARLES. 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.

Re-enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS with JOAN LA PUCELLE

REIGNIER. Fair maid, is 't thou wilt do these wondrous feats?

PUCELLE. 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 awhile.

REIGNIER. She takes upon her bravely at first dash. PUCELLE. 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, whilst 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

bless'd 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

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