Glos. What? am I dared, and bearded to my

face?

Draw, men, for all this privileged place;

Blue coats to tawny coats. Priest, beware your beard;

[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.

Glos. 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 1 hypocrite!

:

Here a great tumult in the midst of it, enter MAYOR OF LONDON and Officers.

Mayor. Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates,

Thus contumeliously should break the peace!

Glos. Peace, mayor; thou know'st little of my

wrongs.

Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king,
Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use.

Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens;

In allusion to the bishop's habit.

One that still motions war, and never peace,
O'ercharging your free purses with large fines;
That seeks to overthrow religion,

Because he is protector of the realm;

And would have armour here out of the Tower,
To crown himself king, and suppress the prince.
Glos. I will not answer thee with words, but
[here they skirmish again.

blows.

Mayor. Naught 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.'

Glos. 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. Mayor, I'll call for clubs,1 if you will not away.

This cardinal is more haughty than the devil.

1 i. e. peace officers armed with clubs or staves.

Glos. Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou

mayst.

Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head;

For I intend to have it, ere long.

[Exeunt. Mayor. See the coast clear'd, and then we will

depart.

Good God! that nobles should such stomachs 1'

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 be

sieged,

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: be thou ruled

by me.

Chief master-gunner am I of this town;

Something I must do to procure me grace.
The prince's espials have informed me,

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How the English, in the suburbs close entrench'd, Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars,

In yonder tower, to overpeer the city;

1 Pride, spirit of resentment.

2 Spies.

And thence discover, how, with most advantage,
They may vex us with shot or with assault.
To intercept this inconvenience,

A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have placed;
And fully even these three days have I watch'd,
If I could see them.

Now do thou watch; for I can stay no longer.

If thou spiest any, run and bring me word;
And thou shalt find me at the governor's.

[Exit. Son. Father, I warrant you; take you no care: I'll never trouble you, if I 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!
How wert thou handled, being prisoner?
Or by what means got'st thou to be released?
Discourse, I pr'ythee, on this turret's top.

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner,
Called the brave lord Ponton de Santrailes;
For him I was exchanged and ransomed :
But with a baser man of arms by far,

Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me: Which I, disdaining, scorn'd, and craved death, Rather than I would be so vile-esteem'd:

In fine, redeem'd I was as I desired.

But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart! Whom with my bare fists I would execute,

If I now had him brought into my power.

Sal. Yet tell'st thou not how thou wert enter

tain'd.

Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious taunts.

In open market-place produced they me,

To be a public spectacle to all.

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'Here,' said they, is the terror of the French;
The scarecrow that affrights our children so.'
Then broke I from the officers that led me;
And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground,
To hurl at the beholders of my shame.

My grisly countenance made others fly;

None durst come near for fear of sudden death.

In iron walls they deem'd me not secure ;

So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread,
That they supposed, I could rend bars of steel,
in pieces posts of adamant :

And spurn
Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
That walk'd about me every minute-while;
And if I did but stir out of my bed,

Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.

Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you en

dured;

But we will be revenged sufficiently.

Now it is supper-time in Orleans:

Here, thorough this grate, I count each 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.