king henry vi part 1(亨利四世ⅰ)-第12章
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The plains near Rouen
Enter CHARLES; the BASTARD; ALENCON; LA PUCELLE; and
forces
PUCELLE。 Dismay not; Princes; at this accident; Nor grieve that
Rouen is so recovered。 Care is no cure; but rather corrosive; For things
that are not to be remedied。 Let frantic Talbot triumph for a while And like
a peacock sweep along his tail; We'll pull his plumes and take away his
train; If Dauphin and the rest will be but rul'd。 CHARLES。 We have
guided by thee hitherto; And of thy cunning had no diffidence; One
sudden foil shall never breed distrust BASTARD。 Search out thy wit for
secret policies; And we will make thee famous through the world。
ALENCON。 We'll set thy statue in some holy place; And have thee
reverenc'd like a blessed saint。 Employ thee; then; sweet virgin; for our
good。 PUCELLE。 Then thus it must be; this doth Joan devise: By fair
persuasions; mix'd with sug'red words; We will entice the Duke of
Burgundy To leave the Talbot and to follow us。 CHARLES。 Ay; marry;
sweeting; if we could do that; France were no place for Henry's warriors;
Nor should that nation boast it so with us; But be extirped from our
provinces。 ALENCON。 For ever should they be expuls'd from France; And
not have tide of an earldom here。 PUCELLE。 Your honours shall perceive
how I will work To bring this matter to the wished end。 'Drum sounds afar
off' Hark! by the sound of drum you may perceive Their powers are
marching unto Paris…ward。
Here sound an English march。 Enter; and pass over at a distance;
TALBOT and his forces There goes the Talbot; with his colours spread;
And all the troops of English after him。
French march。 Enter the DUKE OF BURGUNDY and his forces
Now in the rearward comes the Duke and his。 Fortune in favour
makes him lag behind。 Summon a parley; we will talk with him。
'Trumpets sound a parley' CHARLES。 A parley with the Duke of
Burgundy! BURGUNDY。 Who craves a parley with the Burgundy?
PUCELLE。 The princely Charles of France; thy countryman。
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BURGUNDY。 What say'st thou; Charles? for I am marching hence。
CHARLES。 Speak; Pucelle; and enchant him with thy words。 PUCELLE。
Brave Burgundy; undoubted hope of France! Stay; let thy humble
handmaid speak to thee。 BURGUNDY。 Speak on; but be not over…tedious。
PUCELLE。 Look on thy country; look on fertile France; And see the cities
and the towns defac'd By wasting ruin of the cruel foe; As looks the
mother on her lowly babe When death doth close his tender dying eyes;
See; see the pining malady of France; Behold the wounds; the most
unnatural wounds; Which thou thyself hast given her woeful breast。 O;
turn thy edged sword another way; Strike those that hurt; and hurt not
those that help! One drop of blood drawn from thy country's bosom
Should grieve thee more than streams of foreign gore。 Return thee
therefore with a flood of tears; And wash away thy country's stained spots。
BURGUNDY。 Either she hath bewitch'd me with her words; Or nature
makes me suddenly relent。 PUCELLE。 Besides; all French and France
exclaims on thee; Doubting thy birth and lawful progeny。 Who join'st thou
with but with a lordly nation That will not trust thee but for profit's sake?
When Talbot hath set footing once in France; And fashion'd thee that
instrument of ill; Who then but English Henry will be lord; And thou be
thrust out like a fugitive? Call we to mind…and mark but this for proof:
Was not the Duke of Orleans thy foe? And was he not in England prisoner?
But when they heard he was thine enemy They set him free without his
ransom paid; In spite of Burgundy and all his friends。 See then; thou
fight'st against thy countrymen; And join'st with them will be thy
slaughtermen。 Come; come; return; return; thou wandering lord; Charles
and the rest will take thee in their arms。 BURGUNDY。 I am vanquished;
these haughty words of hers Have batt'red me like roaring cannon…shot
And made me almost yield upon my knees。 Forgive me; country; and
sweet countrymen And; lords; accept this hearty kind embrace。 My forces
and my power of men are yours; So; farewell; Talbot; I'll no longer trust
thee。 PUCELLE。 Done like a Frenchman… 'Aside' turn and turn again。
CHARLES。 Welcome; brave Duke! Thy friendship makes us fresh。
BASTARD。 And doth beget new courage in our breasts。 ALENCON。
Pucelle hath bravely play'd her part in this; And doth deserve a coronet of
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gold。 CHARLES。 Now let us on; my lords; and join our powers; And seek
how we may prejudice the foe。 Exeunt
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SCENE 4。
Paris。 The palace
Enter the KING; GLOUCESTER; WINCHESTER; YORK;
SUFFOLK; SOMERSET; WARWICK; EXETER; VERNON; BASSET;
and others。 To them; with his soldiers; TALBOT
TALBOT。 My gracious Prince; and honourable peers; Hearing of
your arrival in this realm; I have awhile given truce unto my wars To do
my duty to my sovereign; In sign whereof; this arm that hath reclaim'd To
your obedience fifty fortresses; Twelve cities; and seven walled towns of
strength; Beside five hundred prisoners of esteem; Lets fall his sword
before your Highness' feet; And with submissive loyalty of heart Ascribes
the glory of his conquest got First to my God and next unto your Grace。
'Kneels' KING HENRY。 Is this the Lord Talbot; uncle Gloucester; That
hath so long been resident in France? GLOUCESTER。 Yes; if it please
your Majesty; my liege。 KING HENRY。 Welcome; brave captain and
victorious lord! When I was young; as yet I am not old; I do remember
how my father said A stouter champion never handled sword。 Long since
we were resolved of your truth; Your faithful service; and your toil in war;
Yet never have you tasted our reward; Or been reguerdon'd with so much
as thanks; Because till now we never saw your face。 Therefore stand up;
and for these good deserts We here create you Earl of Shrewsbury; And in
our coronation take your place。 Sennet。 Flourish。 Exeunt all but VERNON
and BASSET VERNON。 Now; sir; to you; that were so hot at sea;
Disgracing of these colours that I wear In honour of my noble Lord of
York Dar'st thou maintain the former words thou spak'st? BASSET。 Yes;
sir; as well as you dare patronage The envious barking of your saucy
tongue Against my lord the Duke o