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The first Part of King HENRY VI.Act. 2.Sc.5.

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KING Henry VI.

Duke of Gloucefter, Uncle to the King, and Protector.

Duke of Bedford, Uncle to the King, and Regent of France. Cardinal Beaufort, Bishop of Winchester, and great Uncle to the King. Duke of Exeter, Brother to King Henry IV.

Duke of Somerset.
Earl of Warwick.
Earl of Salisbury.
Earl of Suffolk.
Lord Talbot.

Young Talbot, his Son.

Richard Plantagenet, afterwards Duke of York.
Mortimer, Earl of March.

Sir John Falstaff.

Woodvile, Lieutenant of the Tower.

Lord Mayor of London.

Vernon, of the White Rofe, or York Faction.

Baffet, of the Red Rofe, or Lancaster Faction.

Sir Thomas Gargrave.

Charles, Dauphin, and afterwards King of France.
Reignier, Duke of Anjou, and Titular King of Naples.
Duke of Burgundy.

Duke of Alanfon.

Baftard of Orleans.

An old Shepherd, Father to Joan la Pucelle.

Margaret, Daughter to Reignier,and afterwards Queen to K. Henry. Joan la Pucelle, a Maid pretending to be infpir'd from Heaven, and fetting up for the Championess of France.

Countess of Auvergne.

Lords, Captains, Soldiers, Messengers, and feveral Attendants both on the English and French.

The SCENE is partly in England, and partly in France.

The

The FIRST PART of

KING HENRY VI.

ACTI

SCENE I

Dead March. Enter the Funeral of King Henry the Fifth, attended on by the Duke of Bedford, Regent of France; the Duke of Gloucester, Protector; the Duke of Exeter, and the Earl of Warwick, the Bishop of Winchester, and the Duke of Somerset.

Η

BEDFORD.

UNG be the heav'ns with black, yield day to

night!

Comets, importing change of times and states,
Brandifh your crifped treffes in the sky,

And with them fcourge the bad revolting stars

That have confented unto Henry's death!

Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long!
England ne'er loft a King of fo much worth.

Glou. England ne'er had a King until his time:
Virtue he had, deferving to command.

His brandifh'd fword did blind men with its beams;
His arms spread wider than a Dragon's wings;
His sparkling eyes repleat with awful fire
More dazled and drove back his enemies
Than mid-day fun fierce bent against their faces.
What should I fay? his deeds exceed all speech:
He never lifted up his hand but conquer'd.