Henry VI, Part I

Henry VI, Part I

By William Shakespeare.

Table of Contents

1. Titlepage
2. Imprint
3. Dramatis Personae
4. Henry VI, Part I
   1. Act I
      1. Scene I
      2. Scene II
      3. Scene III
      4. Scene IV
      5. Scene V
      6. Scene VI
   2. Act II
      1. Scene I
      2. Scene II
      3. Scene III
      4. Scene IV
      5. Scene V
   3. Act III
      1. Scene I
      2. Scene II
      3. Scene III
      4. Scene IV
   4. Act IV
      1. Scene I
      2. Scene II
      3. Scene III
      4. Scene IV
      5. Scene V
      6. Scene VI
      7. Scene VII
   5. Act V
      1. Scene I
      2. Scene II
      3. Scene III
      4. Scene IV
      5. Scene V
5. Colophon
6. Uncopyright

Imprint

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Dramatis Personae

• King Henry the Sixth

• Mayor of London

• Duke of Gloucester, uncle to the King, and Protector

• Duke of Bedford, uncle to the King, and Regent of France

• Thomas Beaufort, Duke of Exeter, great-uncle to the King

• Henry Beaufort, great-uncle to the King, Bishop of Winchester, and afterwards Cardinal

• John Beaufort, Earl, afterwards Duke, of Somerset

• Richard Plantagenet, son of Richard late Earl of Cambridge, afterwards Duke of York

• Earl of Warwick

• Earl of Salisbury

• Earl of Suffolk

• Lord Talbot, afterwards Earl of Shrewsbury

• John Talbot, his son

• Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March

• Sir John Fastolfe

• Sir William Lucy

• Sir William Glansdale

• Sir Thomas Gargrave

• Mayor of London

• Woodvile, Lieutenant of the Tower

• Vernon, of the White-Rose or York faction

• Basset, of the Red-Rose or Lancaster faction

• A lawyer

• Mortimer’s Keepers

• Charles, Dauphin, and afterwards King, of France

• Reignier, Duke of Anjou, and titular King of Naples

• Duke of Burgundy

• Duke of Alençon

• Bastard of Orleans

• Governor of Paris

• Master-Gunner of Orleans, and his son

• General of the French forces in Bourdeaux

• A French Sergeant

• A Porter

• An old shepherd, father to Joan la Pucelle

• Margaret, daughter to Reignier, afterwards married to King Henry

• Countess of Auvergne

• Joan la Pucelle, commonly called Joan of Arc

• Lords, warders of the tower, heralds, officers, soldiers, messengers, and attendants

• Fiends appearing to La Pucelle

Scene: Partly in England, and partly in France.

Henry VI, Part I

Act I

Scene I

Westminster Abbey.

	Dead March. Enter the Funeral of King Henry the Fifth, attended on by Duke of Bedford, Regent of France; Duke of Gloucester, Protector; the Duke of Exeter, the Earl of Warwick, the Bishop of Winchester, Heralds, etc.
Bedford	Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry’s death! King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long! England ne’er lost a king of so much worth.
Gloucester	England ne’er had a king until his time. Virtue he had, deserving to command: His brandish’d sword did blind men with his beams: His arms spread wider than a dragon’s wings; His sparking eyes, replete with wrathful fire, More dazzled and drove back his enemies Than mid-day sun fierce bent against their faces What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech: He ne’er lift up his hand but conquered.
Exeter	We mourn in black: why mourn we not in blood? Henry is dead and never shall revive: Upon a wooden coffin we attend, And death’s dishonourable victory We with our stately presence glorify, Like captives bound to a triumphant car. What! shall we curse the planets of mishap That plotted thus our glory’s overthrow? Or shall we think the subtle-witted French Conjurers and sorcerers, that afraid of him By magic verses have contrived his end?
Winchester	He was a king bless’d of the King of kings. Unto the French the dreadful judgement-day So dreadful will not be as was his sight. The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought: The church’s prayers made him so prosperous.
Gloucester	The church! where is it? Had not churchmen pray’d, His thread of life had not so soon decay’d: None do you like but an effeminate prince, Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe.
Winchester	Gloucester, whate’er we like, thou art protector And lookest to command the prince and realm. Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe, More than God or religious churchmen may.
Gloucester	Name not religion, for thou lovest the flesh, And ne’er throughout the year to church thou go’st Except it be to pray against thy foes.
Bedford	Cease, cease these jars and rest your minds in peace: Let’s to the altar: heralds, wait on us: Instead of gold, we’ll offer up our arms; Since arms avail not now that Henry’s dead. Posterity, await for wretched years, When at their mothers’ moist eyes babes shall suck, Our isle be made a nourish of salt tears, And none but women left to wail the dead. Henry the Fifth, thy ghost I invocate: Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils, Combat with adverse planets in the heavens! A far more glorious star thy soul will make Than Julius Caesar or bright⁠—
	Enter a Messenger.
Messenger	My honourable lords, health to you all! Sad tidings bring I to you out of France, Of loss, of slaughter and discomfiture: Guienne, Champagne, Rheims, Orleans, Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost.
Bedford	What say’st thou, man, before dead Henry’s corse? Speak softly, or the loss of those great towns Will make him burst his lead and rise from death.
Gloucester	Is Paris