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Now, ye familiar spirits, that are cullbud, met on
Out of the pow'rful regions under-earth, A., 19 Help me this once, that France may get the filld.
Hi (1235 bey tvalio dana Ypeek not. Oh, hold me not with silence over lung, d Voold 18 Where I was wont to feed you with my blood;
เ: 1 I'll lop a member off, and give it you 90 90 In earnett of a further benelit, vi eserny'nq I 1993:9 So you do condescend to help me now, shihni
(They hang their beads. No hope to have redress? my body shall Pay recompence, if
you will grant my suit.
(They make their keads. Cannot my body, nor blood-facrifice,
und bietet Intreat you to your wonted furtherance? Tben, take my soul; my body, soul and all; ? Before that England give the French the foil.
4359[They departa See, they forfake me. Now the time is come, I 0'1 That France mult vail her lofty-plumed creft,'1 21! I And let her head fall into England's lapas v LIA My ancient incantations are too weak, soda te cd?! And Hell too ftrong for me to buckle with. Now, France, thy glory droopeth to the dust. [Exito Excursions. Pucelle and York fight hand to bard. I
Pucelle is taken. The French fly.id York. Damsel of France, I think, I have you faft. Uunchain your spirits now with spelling Charms,
OK, SM And try if they can gain your liberty. A goodly prize, fit for the devil's Grace! bris See, how the ugly witch doth bend her brows, As if, wich Circe, she would change my shape..?
Pucel. Chang'd to a worfer shape thou canst not be. York. Oh, Charles the Dauphin is a proper man ;
"Out of the pow'rful regions under earth.] I believe SbakeSpare wrote legions.
No shape, but his, can please your dainty eye.
tongue. Dovoljni ükiss Li', Pucel. I prythee, give me leave to curse a-while. York. Curfe, miscreant, when thou comeft to the for stakes
Alarm. Enter Suffolk, with Lady Margaret in his hand. Suf. Be what thou wilt, thou art my prisoner. mi se i
[Gazes on ber. Oh, faireft beauty, do not fear, nor Ay; For I will touch thee but with reverend hands. I kiss these fingers for eternal peace, And lay them gently on thy tender side. Who art thou ? fay; thảr I may honour thee.
Mar. Margaret, my name; and daughter to a King; The King of Naples; whosoe'er thou art.
Suf. An Earl I am, and Suffolk am I callid. Be not offended, Nature's miracle, Thou art allotted to be ta'en by me ; So doth the Swan her downy cignets save,' Keeping them pris’ners, underneath her wings.. Yet if this servile usage once offend, Go and be free again, as Suffolk's friend. (She is goingOh, stay! I have no pow'r to let her pass ; My hand would free her, but my heart says, no. ? As plays che sun upon the glasly streams,
* As plays the fun upon the glas- parison, made between things Jy Areams, &c.] This com- which seemn fufficiently unlike,
Twinkling another counterfeited beam,
Mar. Say, Earl of Suffolk, if thy name be to, What ransom muft I pay before I pass? For, I peceive, I am thy prisoner.
Suf. How can'lt thou tell she will deny thy suit, Before thou make a trial of her love? [Afide. Mar. Why speak'st thou not? what ransome must
I pay? Suf. She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd; She is a woman, therefore to be won. [Afide.
Mar. Wilt thou accept of rapsom, yea, or no?
Suf. Fond man! remember that thou hast a wife ; Then how can Margaret be thy paramour ? (Afide.
Mar. 'Twere best to leave him, for he will not hear.
Suf. I'll win this lady Margaret. For whom? Why, for my King. Tush, that's a wooden thing.
Mar. He talks of wood: it is some carpenter.
Suf. Yet fo my fancy may be satisfy'd,
is intended to express the foft- 3 Disable not thyself.) Do noč ness and delicacy of Lady Mar- represent thyself so weak. To garet's beauty, which delighted, disable the judgment of another but did not dazzle; which was was, in that age, the fame
as bright, but gave no pain by its destroy its credit or authority luftre.
For though her father be the King of Naples,
Mar. Hear ye me, Captain? Are ye not at leisure ?
Suf. It shall be fo, disdain they ne'er so much.
Mar. What tho? I be'inthrall’d, he seems a Knight,
Suf. Lady, vouchsafe to listen what I say.
Mar. Perhaps, I shall be rescu'd by the French;
Suf. Sweet Madam, give me hearing in a cause.
Suf. Say, gentle Princess, would you not suppose
Mar. To be a Queen in Bondage, is more vile
Suf. And so Ihall you,
Mar. Why, what concerns his freedom unto me?
Suf. I'll undertake to make thee Henry's Queen,
Suf. No, gentle Madam ; I unworthy am
Mar. An if my father please, I am content.
And, Madam, at your father's castle-walls,
Sound. Enter Reignier on the walls.
Reig. Suffolk, what remedy?
Suf. Yes, there is remedy enough, my Lord.
Reig. Speaks Suffolk as he thinks ?
Reig. Upon thy princely warrant I descend;
Trumpets found. Enter Reignier.
Suf. Thanks, Reignier, happy in so sweet a child, Fit to be made companion of a King. What answer makes your Grace unto my suit ?
Reig. Since thou dost deign to woo her little worth, To be the Princely bride of such a Lord; Upon condition I may quietly Enjoy mine own, the country Maine and Anjou, Free from oppression or the stroke of war, My daughter shall be Henry's, if he please.
Suf. That is her ransom, I deliver her ; And those two counties, I will undertake, Your Grace shall well and quietly enjoy.