Enter Winchester, attended by a train of servants, in tawny coats. Win. How now, ambitious Humphry? what means this? Glo. Piel'd priest*, dost thou command me to be shut out? Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor†, Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator; Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a foot; This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain, To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt. Glo. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back: Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing-cloth, I'll use, to carry thee out of this place. Win. Do what thou dar'st; I beard thee to thy face. Glo. What? am I dar'd, and bearded to my Draw, men, for all this privileged place; Blue-coats to tawny-coats. beard ; face? Priest, beware your [Gloster and his men attack the bishop. I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly : Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat; In spite of pope or dignities of church, Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down. Win. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the pope. Glo. Winchester goose§, I cry-a rope! a rope!Now beat them hence, Why do you let them stay? Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array.Out, tawny coats!-out, scarlet hypocrite! *Alluding to his shaven crown. ↑ Sift. + Traitor. An allusion to the bishop's habit. Here a great tumult. In the midst of it, enter the Mayor of London, and officers. May. Fye, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates, Thus contumeliously should break the peace! Glo. Peace, mayor; thou know'st little of my wrongs: Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king, Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens; Because he is protector of the realm; And would have armour here out of the Tower, To crown himself king, and suppress the prince. Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but blows. [Here they skirmish again. May. Nought rests for me, in this tumultuous strife, But to make open proclamation : Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst. Off. All manner of men, assembled here in arms this day, against God's peace and the king's, we charge and command you, in his highness' name, to repair to your several dwelling-places; and not to wear, handle, or use any sword, weapon, or dagger, henceforward, upon pain of death. Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law: But we shall meet, and break our minds at large. Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear cost, be sure: Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work. May. I'll call for clubs*, if you will not away :This cardinal is more haughty than the devil. Glo. Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou may'st. * That is, for peace-officers armed with clubs or staves. [Exeunt. Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head; For I intend to have it, ere long. May. See the coast clear'd, and then we will de part. Good God! that nobles should such stomachs* bear! I myself fight not once in forty year. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. France. Before Orleans. Enter, on the walls, the Master Gunner and his Son. M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieg'd; And how the English have the suburbs won. Son. Father, I know; and oft have shot at them, Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss'd my aim. M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. by me : Be thou rul'd Chief master gunner am I of this town; Something I must do, to procure me grace+:. How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd, In yonder tower, to overpeer the city; And thence discover, how, with most advantage, A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd; If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word; * Pride. may spy them. Enter, in an upper chamber of a tower, the Lords Salisbury and Talbot, Sir William Glansdale, Sir Thomas Gargrave, and others. Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd! Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner, Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me: But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart! If I now had him brought into my power. Sal. Yet tell'st thou not, how thou wert entertain'd. Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious taunts. In open market-place produc'd they me, To be a publick spectacle to all; Here, said they, is the terror of the French, And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground, My grisly countenance made others fly; So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread, So stripped of honours. Ready they were to shoot me to the heart. Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you endur'd; But we will be reveng'd sufficiently. Now it is supper-time in Orleans : Here, through this grate, I can count every one, And view the Frenchmen how they fortify; Let us look in, the sight will much delight thee.Sir Thomas Gargrave, and sir William Glansdale, Let me have your express opinions, Where is best place to make our battery next. Gar. I think, at the north gate; for there stand lords. Glan. And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge. Tal. For aught I see, this city must be famish'd, Or with light skirmishes enfeebled. [Shot from the town. Salisbury and Sir Thomas Gargrave fall. Sal. O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners! Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak; fail, One eye thou hast, to look to heaven for grace: |