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    The First Part of King Henry the Sixth
    The First Part of King Henry the Sixth
    The First Part of King Henry the Sixth
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    The First Part of King Henry the Sixth

    By William Shakespeare

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    The play opens in the aftermath of the death of King Henry V of England (although it was written before Shakespeare's play, Henry V). News reaches England of military setbacks in France, and the scene shifts across the English Channel, to Orleans, where "La Pucelle" (Joan of Arc) is encouraging the Dauphin to resist. She defeats an English army led by Talbot.
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    PublisherStart Publishing LLC
    Release dateApr 1, 2013
    ISBN9781625589927
    The First Part of King Henry the Sixth
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    William Shakespeare

    William Shakespeare is widely regarded as the greatest playwright the world has seen. He produced an astonishing amount of work; 37 plays, 154 sonnets, and 5 poems. He died on 23rd April 1616, aged 52, and was buried in the Holy Trinity Church, Stratford.

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    • 5/5
      Shakespeare - [King Henry VI part 3 (Arden Shakespeare)]BBC television Shakespeare directed by Jane Howell 1982The Wars of the Roses in 15th century England saw the end of chivalry. It was a prolonged, bitter and nasty war among the nobility who were intent in securing the kingship of the country. With the crown came power. prestige and the wherewithal to enrich their families. In the century before particularly in the wars with France it was the ordinary foot soldiers who paid the price with their lives: the nobility could reasonably be assured that capture on the battlefield would mean the payment of a ransom and return to their family. This was not the case during the reign of Henry VI where the prize was the elimination of all family representatives, the foot soldiers still paid with their lives but now the nobility could expect no mercy from the victors, they would be sought out and murdered perhaps with their decapitated heads displayed on the city gates. Shakespeare in his play Henry VI part 3 captures the savagery and intensity of perhaps the most barbaric struggle for power in Englands history.The play opens on the battlefield with the House of York the victors at the battle of St Albans. The Duke of York and his three sons Edward, George and Richard rush to the throne room in London and the Duke lays claim to the crown supported by the kingmaker the Earl of Warwick and his soldiers. King Henry VI (house of Lancaster) enters and is forced to accept that he can only keep his crown during his lifetime as it will then pass to the House of York. The kings wife Margaret of Anjou is incensed by the agreement that will disinherit her son and gives her husband the full invective:Enforc't thee? Art thou King, and wilt be forc't?I shame to heare thee speake: ah timorous Wretch,Thou hast undone thy selfe, thy Sonne, and me,...........What is it, but to make thy Sepulcher,And creepe into it farre before thy time?.................And seeing thou do'st, I here divorce my selfe,Both from thy Table Henry, and thy Bed,.............Margaret takes charge of the King's soldiers and declares war on the House of York supported by Clifford who is out for revenge for the death of his father. Margaret Attacks York's castle and Clifford murders Yorks 12 year old son Rutland. York is captured and Margaret mocks him about the murder of his son before she and Clifford both stab York to death and display his head above the city gates. The house of Lancaster are triumphant and Henry VI is restored as king. The three York brothers regroup and with Warwicks support take on the Lancastrians at the battle of Towton. The savagery continues Clifford is found by the York brothers on the battlefield and he is dying from his wounds, they mock his dead body and will display his head on the city gates. The Yorkists are victorious and Edward is crowned king, but brother Richard is already scheming to murder all those people ahead of him in his path to the throneAnd yet I know not how to get the Crowne,For many Lives stand betweene me and home:And I, like one lost in a Thornie Wood,That rents the Thornes, and is rent with the Thornes,Seeking a way, and straying from the way,Not knowing how to finde the open Ayre,But toyling desperately to finde it out,Torment my selfe, to catch the English Crowne:And from that torment I will free my selfe,Or hew my way out with a bloody Axe.Why I can smile, and murther whiles I smile,And cry, Content, to that which grieves my Heart,And wet my Cheekes with artificiall Teares,And frame my Face to all occasions.Warwick suggests that Edward should seal his crown by an alliance with Lewis King of France and goes to France to to make a match with Lewis's sister Lady Bona. However the lustful Edward has married Lady Jane Grey in the meantime and Warwick feels dishonoured as the news comes while he is negotiating with the king of France. He changes sides and supports Margaret who is trying to raise another army, and Edwards second brother George also swops sides. Warwick with french reinforcements captures King Edward, however he later escapes and when his brother George changes sides again the York brothers are victorious. Margaret is brought before the brothers and after her teenage son goads the brothers they all stab him in turn in front of his mother. Richard slips away to confront and finally kill Henry so putting in place his scheme to be king.Shakespeare conflates the history and the many battles of the wars of the Roses to make his play work as one continuous narrative. In doing this he creates an all action performance on stage with hardly a breathe between one battle starting and another finishing, however he does make some contrasting quieter interludes with the saint-like king Henry trying to act as a peacemaker and then just wanting to be left in peace himself. There is no time for much comedy. The play is notable for Shakespeares creation of two contrasting male characters the mild peacemaker King Henry VI and the Machiavellian crooked backed Richard who is hacking his way to become King Richard III. Both make fine speeches throughout, but both are in danger of being eclipsed by the warlike female character of Queen Margaret. In this play all the female characters are strong: Lady Jane Grey negotiates with the haughty King Edward the price of her marriage bed will be no less than being made Queen and Lady Bona is suitably dismissive when she realises she has been jilted by Edward.Themes explored by Shakespeare are undoubtably revenge and power. Clifford is the epitome of a man out for revenge at any cost, his barbarism is made to look like it ups the anti on all the action that follows. His cold blooded murder of Rutland despite the boy pleading for his life means that there is no longer any chance of a reconciliation between the two houses. Clifford: The sight of any of the House of Yorke,Is as a furie to torment my Soule:And till I root out their accursed Line,And leave not one alive, I live in Hell.The language is full of hate and Margarets cruel taunting of the wounded Duke of York brings from him a speech that typifies the animal imagery in use throughout the playShee-Wolfe of France,But worse then Wolves of France,Whose Tongue more poysons then the Adders Tooth:How ill-beseeming is it in thy Sex,To triumph like an Amazonian Trull,Vpon their Woes, whom Fortune captivates?But that thy Face is Vizard-like, unchanging,Made impudent with use of evill deedes.I would assay, prowd Queene, to make thee blush.To tell thee whence thou cam'st, of whom deriv'd,Were shame enough, to shame thee,Wert thou not shamelesse.,Family loyalty is another theme, but it is under threat in this play. Richard's scheming, George's changing sides and then back again. Margaret's strong denouncement of her husband king and finally wind-changing Warwick who dies in the mayhem along with his brother who he has recruited for the wars. Another feature of the play is the power of words and the power of speech making. Characters are allowed to rail against each other, but it can end in their death, for example the goading of the York brothers by young prince Edward. However there are instances in the play where characters are not allowed to speak, not allowed to plea for mercy and in Henry's case not allowed to make a case for peace. The BBC television production directed by Howell is excellent in bringing out the narrative drive of the story. She uses the same actors as in part 2 and this helps to show their development through the story. King Henry is still the same mild mannered slightly effeminate king, but in part 3 there is not the same religious fervour as the earlier play. Margaret of course comes into her own as the warrior queen and Edward becomes the haughty monarch and Richard the malevolent schemer. The production also brings out other aspects of the play; the drama in the French court when Margaret and Warwick are pleading for support and then the tables are turned by a messenger who arrives with the news of Edwards marriage. Also the court of the newly crowned King Edward that looks like a rough tavern where the brothers celebrate their victory and the arrival of Lady Jane Grey who enters the loins den and leaves as a queen.An early play by Shakespeare that I thoroughly enjoyed. Full of admiration of the way he picked out a narrative from the confusion of the events and battle scenes that were the Wars of the Roses that he found in his source documents. The play also features perhaps his strongest and certainly his most war-like female character in Margaret. It has a different atmosphere to the preceding part two which was full of magic and dark scheming; in part 3 it is naked aggression, the survival of the fittest and the descent into barbarism. 5 stars.
    • 3/5
      WS is now, in his fifth outing, a better writer than at the start of his career. The play is tighter, and the characters have real individuality. The bulk of the Wars of the roses end with this play, a lot of the initial players in this "Game of Thrones" are dead, and the country is a mess. The duke of York dies, and his son Edward takes over as King Edward IV. Henry VI is dead as well. Richard of Gloucester is on his way to being the monster of Richard III, and Margaret of Anjou is sent off to France in exile. I've recorded it as read three times.
    • 5/5
      A truly brilliant bit of writing, particularly for Shakespeare's earlier years. Parts I and II were almost worth sitting through to get to it. Now York's sons are players -- Edward, Rutland, George and the poor maligned Richard. Margaret of Anjou is a poisonous presence, Henry VI fades into the woodwork and treachery and murder abound. York's death speech, complete with paper crown, is brilliant. Warwick and George are constantly changing loyalties and Richard begins the scheming that will blossom into out-and-out villainy in his own play.
    • 4/5
      Mildness.Peace.Prayer.I’ll be coming back to these words. First, some background.The Play<In what follows, some events in the play are revealed>Is England’s Henry VI the most clueless king ever? I don’t know, but in Shakespeare’s Henry VI, Part III he tries to be.After his enemy, the Duke of York, takes possession of Henry’s throne, Henry begs that he be allowed to retain his kingship for life even though armed hostility continues still. York agrees, requiring only that Henry confirm the crown will go to York and his heirs after Henry dies. Not surprisingly, the men who in battle had defended Henry’s crown at risk of life are enraged. Westmoreland sums it up:Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerate king,In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides.Henry asks also that York take an oath to cease the civil war, honor Henry as his sovereign, and commit no treason. York so swears.Come on, Henry. Has negotiation from a position of defeated weakness ever been so easy, so successful? What are you thinking? None of this ensures no violent effort to put down your figurehead crown. The conditions mean only that York himself, if honorable, won’t do it. And that your own son cannot be heir. And that even if you remain enthroned you’ll have no power to cause the civil war to cease. What “honour” shall you then have as king and sovereign?One can’t help but wonder what a kingship is in Henry’s mind. Why does he want it?In contrast, Henry’s spirited Queen Margaret is her usual savage self. Here she delights in taunting York about Clifford’s killing of York’s youthful son:Look, York: I stain’d this napkin with the bloodThat valiant Clifford with his rapier’s pointMade issue from the bosom of the boy;And if thine eyes can water for his death,I give thee this to dry thy cheeks withal.. . . .I prithee grieve, to make me merry, York.Brutal. I mean, there are drug lords with more pity.Queen Margaret and Lord Clifford then join in stabbing the life out of York. He dies and the Queen instructs:Off with his head, and set it on York gates;So York may overlook the town of York.A vision, I wager, that does indeed make her merry.But the play is not just beheadings and replays of Henry’s warrior deficits, though there’s plenty of that. It raises the question of what must the qualities of a leader be in a dangerous world. Henry is better fit for the role of a caring man in a kinder community. Warwick states it well:Were he as famous, and as bold in warAs he is fam’d for mildness, peace, and prayer.Those words: Mildness. Peace. Prayer.In the devilish conflicts of late medieval England these qualities, at least as displayed by Henry, are such as can arouse impatient scorn among his nobles and his queen. Is that fair? Is that proper?Consider: The violent defense of rights here claimed by the contending parties led to the Battle of Towton, during which 28,000 men were killed in ten hours. Ten hours. Not much less than one man killed each second. And that in 1461, an era without modern weaponry, the hand grenades and bombs and machine guns and all. Yet men died one after another pretty nearly every single second, for ten long hours. Think about that.It was damn near atomic, this medieval combat.Shakespeare makes clear no one is thrilled with King Henry. York’s partisans claim Richard II’s overthrow by Henry IV was illegitimate and their grievance is one they’re determined to keep. Henry’s adherents wish for a warrior king so that their opponents would fear to contest the throne. And Henry, for all his begging of York for the crown, is really not much inclined to be a king.Could not one argue that if Henry had been more like his war-glorying (war-gory-ing) Queen, this would have offered the better path to having maintained peace and avoided Towtons? The offices of power which Henry held were poorly and not peaceably sustained by anything resembling fidelity to ideals of mildness, peace, and prayer. So, is the disappointment here to be with the power of these ideals? Or, is it Henry’s lack of greatness that disappoints the ideals? How and when can such ideals ever prevail in struggles for power?Peace having been sacrificed, the play then becomes, a bit dully, one battle after another until finally (finally!) someone wins. The contests are enlivened some by bad behavior, fluctuating loyalties, and Richard’s shadowing ambitions (you kind of look forward to meeting this sociopath again in Richard III). If you are uncertain which side to cheer, King Edward, York’s eldest son, does what he can to forfeit the reader’s support. It is Act III, scene ii, and this Edward has decided Lady Grey is very much to his taste.What verdict, then, for Henry? Much as he is moved by grief for others, it seems his principal grief is his own situation. He sentimentalizes how much better another life must be and he seems without an understanding that any kind of a life can pose stern and ugly demands. He does not possess a heroic “mildness, peace, and prayer” that could make that other life better than an escape.Henry had not the stuff to stay a king. Had he the stuff to be fully someone else? The play seems to answer “No.”Coda, on SentimentalismLate in Act II, we see King Henry posted to another battlefield as no more than bystander and witness, alone, sensitive to suffering, and driven to wishes for another destiny, or death. (II.v.):This battle fares like to the morning’s war,When dying clouds contend with growing light,What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails,Can neither call it perfect day nor night.Now sways it this way, like a mighty seaForc’d by the tide to combat with the wind;Now sways it that way, like the self-same seaForc’d to retire by fury of the wind;Sometime the flood prevails, and then the wind;Now one the better, then another best;Both tugging to be victors, breast to breast,Yet neither conqueror nor conquered:So is the equal poise of this fell war.Here on this molehill will I sit me down.To whom God will, there be the victory!For Margaret my queen, and Clifford too,Have chid me from the battle; swearing bothThey prosper best of all when I am thence.Would I were dead!Henry now sees a son who on the battlefield has unknowingly killed his father, and then Henry witnesses the son’s discovery of this fact. Henry cries out:O piteous spectacle! O bloody times!Whiles lions war and battle for their dens,Poor harmless lambs abide their enmity.Weep, wretched man, I’ll shed thee tear for tear;And let our hearts and eyes, like civil war,Be blind with tears, and break o’ercharg’d with grief.A father, who has unknowingly killed his son, now appears and also makes his terrible discovery. Another blow to Henry’s emotions:Woe above woe! grief more than common grief!O! that my death would stay these ruthful deeds.Henry has his death, by play’s end.But by that death no ruthful deed is stayed.
    • 5/5
      Shakespeare’s histories have always felt less accessible to me than his other work. But I realized the other day that it’s probably because I’m not that familiar with the people involved. What is the musical “Hamilton” if not our version of Shakespeare's histories? It’s a theatrical show based on our own country’s history. Shakespeare's histories are not as easy for us to understand because we they are covering a time period that we don’t always learn about. But during Shakespeare's time everyone knew who those dukes and kings were, just as we know names like George Washington and Abraham Lincoln.Anyway, all of that to say that these three plays worked much better for me than some of the other histories of his I've tackled and I think it’s because I finally made that connection. It was also incredibly helpful to me to watch the Hollow Crown series before reading the plays. It covers all three of these plays although it's called Henry VI Part one and two, it's really a combination of parts 1, 2 and 3.They are so well done and watching those first helped me picture a face with a name while reading the place, which helped me keep all the characters straight.These plays are part of the eight plays that make up the War of the Roses. Henry VI Part 1 includes the original scene where the characters pick a white or red rose to declare their allegiance. From there it’s a constant stream of battle and betrayal as they all fight for the thrown. Poor King Henry VI is thrust into his role as monarch when he’s only a baby. The death of his father meant a life time watching others attempt to steal his throne. Almost everyone in the plays comes to a bloody end by the final curtain. A few thoughts: Margaret was such a bad ass. She was conniving, but she was strong where her husband, King Henry VI, was weak. I have to admire her and she certainly has some of the best lines. We meet the infamous Richard in these plays. I'd read and seen Richard III before, so reading these gave me a better understanding of his character's background. He’s a delicious villain and one that I loved getting to know. “Why, I can smile and murder whiles I smile,And cry 'content' to that which grieves my heart,And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,And frame my face for all occasions”BOTTOM LINE: I ended up loving them. I was surprised by how hooked I got on the War of the Roses drama, but it’s like a soap opera. It’s amazing to see how power seems to corrupt all the touch it. Even those who are not driven with a desire for power are often the easiest to steal power from, because they aren’t as vicious as others. I would definitely read part 1, 2, and 3 back-to-back because they work better as one continuous story. I also highly recommend watching the Hollow Crown series first, but just dive into the plays and enjoy them! “Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.”“For where thou art, there is the world itself,With every several pleasure in the world,And where thou art not, desolation.”“Unbidden guests are often welcomest when they are gone.”
    • 4/5
      the last one i have hope to find more

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    The First Part of King Henry the Sixth - William Shakespeare

    ACT I

    ACT I. SCENE I. Westminster Abbey

    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, the EARL OF WARWICK, the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER

    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 sparkling 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 contriv’d his end?

    WINCHESTER: He was a king bless’d of the King of kings;

    Unto the French the dreadful judgment—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 overawe.

    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 lov’st 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’ned 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 lost? Is Rouen yielded up?

    If Henry were recall’d to life again,

    These news would cause him once more yield the ghost.

    EXETER: How were they lost? What treachery was us’d?

    MESSENGER: No treachery, but want of men and money.

    Amongst the soldiers this is muttered

    That here you maintain several factions;

    And whilst a field should be dispatch’d and fought,

    You are disputing of your generals:

    One would have ling’ring wars, with little cost;

    Another would fly swift, but wanteth wings;

    A third thinks, without expense at all,

    By guileful fair words peace may be obtain’d.

    Awake, awake, English nobility!

    Let not sloth dim your honours, new—begot.

    Cropp’d are the flower—de—luces in your arms;

    Of England’s coat one half is cut away.

    EXETER: Were our tears wanting to this funeral,

    These tidings would call forth their flowing tides.

    BEDFORD: Me they concern; Regent I am of France.

    Give me my steeled coat; I’ll fight for France.

    Away with these disgraceful wailing robes!

    Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes,

    To weep their intermissive miseries.

    Enter a second MESSENGER

    SECOND MESSENGER: Lords, view these letters full of bad

    mischance.

    France is revolted from the English quite,

    Except some petty towns of no import.

    The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims;

    The Bastard of Orleans with him is join’d;

    Reignier, Duke of Anjou, doth take his part;

    The Duke of Alencon flieth to his side.

    EXETER: The Dauphin crowned king! all fly to him!

    O, whither shall we fly from this reproach?

    GLOUCESTER: We will not fly but to our enemies’ throats.

    Bedford, if thou be slack I’ll fight it out.

    BEDFORD: Gloucester, why doubt’st thou of my forwardness?

    An army have I muster’d in my thoughts,

    Wherewith already France is overrun.

    Enter a third MESSENGER

    THIRD MESSENGER: My gracious lords, to add to your

    laments,

    Wherewith you now bedew King Henry’s hearse,

    I must inform you of a dismal fight

    Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French.

    WINCHESTER: What! Wherein Talbot overcame? Is’t so?

    THIRD MESSENGER: O, no; wherein Lord Talbot was

    o’erthrown.

    The circumstance I’ll tell you more at large.

    The tenth of August last this dreadful lord,

    Retiring from the siege of Orleans,

    Having full scarce six thousand in his troop,

    By three and twenty thousand of the French

    Was round encompassed and set upon.

    No leisure had he to enrank his men;

    He wanted pikes to set before his archers;

    Instead whereof sharp stakes pluck’d out of hedges

    They pitched in the ground confusedly

    To keep the horsemen off from breaking in.

    More than three hours the fight continued;

    Where valiant Talbot, above human thought,

    Enacted wonders with his sword and lance:

    Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand him;

    Here, there, and everywhere, enrag’d he slew

    The French exclaim’d the devil was in arms;

    All the whole army stood agaz’d on him.

    His soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit,

    ‘A Talbot! a Talbot!’ cried out amain,

    And rush’d into the bowels of the battle.

    Here had the conquest fully been seal’d up

    If Sir John Fastolfe had not play’d the coward.

    He, being in the vaward plac’d behind

    With purpose to relieve and follow them—

    Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke;

    Hence grew the general wreck and massacre.

    Enclosed were they with their enemies.

    A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin’s grace,

    Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back;

    Whom all France, with their chief assembled strength,

    Durst not presume to look once in the face.

    BEDFORD: Is Talbot slain?

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