Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware your

beard;

[GLOSTER and his Men attach 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!

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,
Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use.

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

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Winchester goose,] A strumpet, or the consequences her love, was a Winchester goose.

of

Come, officer; as loud as ere thou can'st.

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.

Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head; For I intend to have it, ere long.

[Exeunt.

May. See the coast clear'd, and then we will de

part.—

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Good God! that nobles should such stomachs bear! I myself fight not once in forty year.7

[Exeunt.

I'll call for clubs, if you will not away:] This was an outcry for assistance, on any riot or quarrel in the streets.

sentment.

stomachs-] Stomach is pride, a haughty spirit of re

"I myself fight not once in forty year.] The mayor of London was not brought in to be laughed at, as is plain by his manner of interfering in the quarrel, where he all along preserves a sufficient dignity. In the line preceding these, he directs his Officer, to whom without doubt, these two lines should be given. They suit his character, and are very expressive of the pacific temper of the city guards. WARBURTON.

I see no reason for this change. The mayor speaks first as a magistrate, and afterwards as a citizen. JOHNSON.

Notwithstanding Warburton's note in support of the dignity of the Mayor, Shakspeare certainly meant to represent him as a poor well-meaning, simple man, for that is the character he invariably N

VOL. VI.

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.

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The prince's espials have informed me,

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

In yonder tower, to overpeer the city;

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 plac'd;
And fully even these three days have I watch'd,
If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch,
For I can stay no longer.

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

[Exit.

gives to his Mayors. The Mayor of London, in Richard III. is just of the same stamp. And so is the Mayor of York in the Third Part of this play, where he refuses to admit Edward as King, but lets him into the city as Duke of York, on which Gloster says"A wise stout captain! and persuaded soon.

"Hast. The good old man would fain that all were well." Such are all Shakspeare's Mayors. M. MASON.

•The prince's espials-] Espials are spies.

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 GLANS-
DALE, 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 releas'd?
Discourse, I pr'ythee, on this turret's top.

Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner,
Called-the brave lord Ponton de Santrailles;
For him I was exchang'd 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 pil'd esteem'd.'
In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir'd.

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 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,
The scare-crow 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.

so pil'd esteem'd.] Some of the modern editors read, but without authority-so vile-esteem'd.-So pill'd, may mean-so pillag'd, so stripp'd of honours; but Mr. Steevens thinks Shakspeare wrote Philistin'd; i. e. treated as Sampson was by the Philistines.

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 suppos'd, I could rend bars of steel,
And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:
Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
That walk'd about me every minute-while;
As 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 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
THO. GARGRAVE fall.

Sal. O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners!
Gar. O Lord, have mercy on me, woeful man!
Tal. What chance is this, that suddenly hath
cross'd us?-

Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou can'st speak;
How far'st thou, mirror of all martial men?
One of thy eyes, and thy cheek's side struck off! '—

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thy cheek's side struck off!] Cambden says in his Remaines, that the French scarce knew the use of great ordnance, till the siege of Mans in 1455, when a breach was made in the walls of that town by the English, under the conduct of this earl of Salis