The First Part of Henry the Sixth: ACT IV
Introduction ACT I ACT II ACT III ACT IV SCENE I. Paris. A hall of state. SCENE II. Before Bourdeaux. SCENE III. Plains in Gascony. SCENE IV. Other plains in Gascony. SCENE V. The English camp near Bourdeaux. SCENE VI. A field of battle. SCENE VII. Another part of the field. ACT V About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE IV. Other plains in Gascony. Enter SOMERSET, with his army; a Captain of TALBOT's with him SOMERSET       It is too late; I cannot send them now:       This expedition was by York and Talbot       Too rashly plotted: all our general force       Might with a sally of the very town 5     Be buckled with: the over-daring Talbot       Hath sullied all his gloss of former honour       By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure:       York set him on to fight and die in shame,       That, Talbot dead, great York might bear the name. Captain 10    Here is Sir William Lucy, who with me       Set from our o'ermatch'd forces forth for aid. Enter Sir William LUCY SOMERSET       How now, Sir William! whither were you sent? LUCY       Whither, my lord? from bought and sold Lord Talbot;       Who, ring'd about with bold adversity, 15    Cries out for noble York and Somerset,       To beat assailing death from his weak legions:       And whiles the honourable captain there       Drops bloody sweat from his war-wearied limbs,       And, in advantage lingering, looks for rescue, 20    You, his false hopes, the trust of England's honour,       Keep off aloof with worthless emulation.       Let not your private discord keep away       The levied succors that should lend him aid,       While he, renowned noble gentleman, 25    Yields up his life unto a world of odds:       Orleans the Bastard, Charles, Burgundy,       Alencon, Reignier, compass him about,       And Talbot perisheth by your default. SOMERSET       York set him on; York should have sent him aid. LUCY 30    And York as fast upon your grace exclaims;       Swearing that you withhold his levied host,       Collected for this expedition. SOMERSET       York lies; he might have sent and had the horse;       I owe him little duty, and less love; 35    And take foul scorn to fawn on him by sending. LUCY       The fraud of England, not the force of France,       Hath now entrapp'd the noble-minded Talbot:       Never to England shall he bear his life;       But dies, betray'd to fortune by your strife. SOMERSET 40    Come, go; I will dispatch the horsemen straight:       Within six hours they will be at his aid. LUCY       Too late comes rescue: he is ta'en or slain;       For fly he could not, if he would have fled;       And fly would Talbot never, though he might. SOMERSET 45    If he be dead, brave Talbot, then adieu! LUCY       His fame lives in the world, his shame in you. Exeunt Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene