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France, before Orleans.
(Note: the "bury" of Salisbury appears to be considered one syllable,
as "bree")
[Sound a flourish. Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and REIGNIER, marching with drum
and Soldiers]
CHARLES
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Mars his | true mov/ing, eene^|as in the |
heavens,
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So^in | the earth,| to this | day is not known.
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Late did | he shine | upon | the Eng|lish side:
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Now^we | are vic|tors, u/pon us | he smiles.
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What towns | of an|y mom|ent, but / we have?
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At pleas|ure here | we lie,| near Orl|eans:
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Otherwhiles, the famished English, like pale ghosts,
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Faintly | besiege | us one | hour in | a month.
ALENCON
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They want | their por|ridge, and their // fat
bull-beeves:
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Either | they must | be di|eted | like mules,
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And have | their prov|ender | tied to | their
mouths,
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Or pit|eous they | will look,| like drown|ed
mice.
REIGNIER
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Let's^raise | the siege:| why live | we id|ly
here?
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Talbot | is tak|en, whom | we wont | to fear:
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Remain|eth none | but mad-|brained Sal/isbury,
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And he | may well | in fret|ting spend | his
gall,
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Nor men | nor mon|ey hath | he to / make war.
CHARLES
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Sound, sound alar|um, we | will rush | on them.
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Now for | the hon|or of | the for/lorn French:
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Him I | forgive | my death,| that kil|leth me
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When he / sees me | go back | one foot,| or fly.
[Exeunt. Here alarum; they are beaten back by the English with great loss.
Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and REIGNIER]
CHARLES
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Who ev|er saw | the like?| what men | have I?
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Dogs, cowards, dast|ards: I | would nere | have
fled,
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But that | they left | me amidst | my en|emies.
REIGNIER
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Salis|bury is | a des|perate hom|icide,
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He fight|eth as / one wear|y of | his life:
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The oth|er lords,| like lions want|ing food,
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Do rush | upon | us as | their hung|ry prey.
ALENCON
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Froissart,| a count|ryman | of ours,| records,
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England | all^Ol|ivers | and Row|lands bred,
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During | the time | Edward | the Third | did
reign:
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More tru|ly now | may this | be ver|ified;
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For none | but Sam|sons and | Goli|ases
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It send|eth forth | to skirm|ish: One | to ten?
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Lean raw-boned | rascals,| who would ere |
suppose,
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They had | such cour|age and | auda|city?
CHARLES
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Let's^leave | this town,
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For they are |
hare-brained slaves,
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And hung|er will | enforce | them to be |
more^eager:
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Of old | I know | them; rath|er with | their
teeth
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The walls | they'll tear | down, than | forsake | the
siege.
REIGNIER
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I think | by some | odd gim/mors or | device
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Their^arms | are set,| like^clocks,| stiff to |
strike on;
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Else^nere | could they | hold out | so as | they
do:
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By my | consent,| we'll ev|en let | them alone.
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Be it | so. \\
[Enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS]
BASTARD OF ORLEANS
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Where's the | Prince Dauph/in? I | have news |
for him.
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Bastard of | Orle|ans, thrice wel|come to us.
BASTARD OF ORLEANS
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Methinks | your looks | are sad,| your cheer |
appalled.
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Hath the / late ov|erthrow | wrought this |
offense?
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Be not | dismayed,| for suc|cor is | at hand:
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A ho|ly maid | hither | with me | I bring,
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Which by | a vis|ion sent | to her | from heaven,
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Ordain|ed is | to raise | this ted|ious siege,
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And drive | the Eng|lish forth | the bounds | of
France:
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The spir|it of / deep proph|ecy | she hath,
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Exceed|ing the / nine sib|yls of / old Rome:
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What's past,| and what's | to come,| she can |
descry.
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Speak, shall | I call | her in?| Believe | my
words,
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For they | are cert|ain, and / unfall|ible.
CHARLES
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Go call | her in:| but first,| to try | her skill,
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Reignier | stand thou | as Dauph|in in | my
place;
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Question | her proud|ly, let | thy looks | be
stern,
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By this | means shall | we sound | what skill |
she hath.
[Enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS, with JOAN LA PUCELLE REIGNIER]
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Fair* maid,| is it thou | wilt do | these
wond|rous feats?
JOAN LA PUCELLE
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Reignier,| is it thou | that thinkst | to
be/guile me?
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Where is | the Dauph|in? Come,| come from |
behind,
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I know | thee well,| though nev|er seen | before.
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Be not | amazed,| there's noth|ing hid | from me;
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In priv|ate will | I talk | with thee | apart:
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Stand^back | you lords,| and give | us leave | awhile.
REIGNIER
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She takes | upon | her brave|ly at / first dash.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
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Dauphin,| I am by | birth a | shepherd's |
daughter,
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My wit | untrained | in an|y kind | of art:
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Heaven and | our La|dy gra|cious hath | it
pleased
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To shine | on my | contemp|tible | estate.
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Lo, whilst^|I wait|ed on | my tend|er lambs,
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And to / sun's parch|ing heat | displayed | my
cheeks,
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God's^moth|er deign|ed to | appear | to me,
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And in | a vis|ion full | of maj|esty,
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Willed me | to leave | my base vo|cation,
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And free | my count|ry from | calam|ity:
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Her aid | she prom|ised, and | assured | success,
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In com/plete glo|ry she | revealed | herself:
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And where|as I | was black | and swart | before,
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With those / clear rays,| which she | infused |
on me,
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That beaut|y am | I blessed | with, which | you
may see.
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Ask me | what ques|tion thou / canst pos|sible,
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And I will | answer | unpre|medi|tated:
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My cour|age try | by com|bat, if | thou darst,
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And thou | shalt find | that I | exceed | my sex.
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Resolve | on this,| thou shalt | be for|tunate,
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If thou | receive | me for thy | warlike mate.
CHARLES
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Thou hast | aston|ished me | with thy / high
terms:
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Only | this proof | I'll of | thy val|or make,
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In sing|le com|bat thou | shalt buckle | with me;
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And if | thou van|quishest,| thy words | are
true,
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Other|wise I | renounce | all con/fidence.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
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I am | prepared:| here is my | keen-edged sword,
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Decked with | five flower de luc|es on |
each^side,
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The which | at Touraine,| in Saint | Katharine's |
churchyard*,
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Out of a | great deal of old | iron, I chose
forth. ??
CHARLES
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Then come | of God's | name, I | fear no | woman.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
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And while | I live,| I'll nere | fly from | a
man.
[Here they fight, and JOAN LA PUCELLE overcomes]
CHARLES
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Stay,| stay thy | hands, thou | art | an
Am||azon,
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And fightst | with the sword | of Deb|orah.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
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Christ's mother helps | me, else | I were |
too^weak.
CHARLES
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Whoere | helps^thee,| 'tis thou | that must |
help^me:
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Impa|tiently | I burn | with thy | desire,
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My heart | and hands | thou hast | at once |
subdued.
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Excel|lent Pu|celle,| if thy name | be so,
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Let me | thy serv|ant, and / not sove|reign be:
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'Tis the / French Dauph|in sue|th to | thee thus.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
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I must | not yield | to an|y rites | of love,
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For my | profes|sion's^sac|red from | above:
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When I | have chas|ed all | thy foes | from
hence,
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Then will | I think | upon | a rec|ompense.
CHARLES
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Meantime | look gra|cious on | thy prost|rate*
thrall.
REIGNIER
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My lord | methinks | is ve|ry long | in talk.
ALENCON
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Doubtless | he shrives | this wom|an to | her
smock,
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Else nere | could he | so long | protract | his speech.
REIGNIER
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Shall we | disturb | him, since | he keeps no
mean?
ALENCON
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He may | mean^more | than we | poor* men | do
know.
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These wom|en are / shrewd tempt|ers with | their
tongues.
REIGNIER
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My lord,| where are | you? what | devise | you
on?
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Shall we | give ov|er Orl|eans,| or no?
JOAN LA PUCELLE
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Why no,| I say:| distrust|ful rec|reants,
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Fight till | the last | gasp: I'll be | your
guard.
CHARLES
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What she | says,^I'll | confirm:| we'll fight | it
out.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
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Assigned | am I | to be | the Eng|lish scourge.
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This night | the siege | assur|edly | I'll raise:
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Expect | Saint* Mar|tin's sum|mer, hal|cyon days,
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Since I | have ent|ered in|to these wars.
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Glory is | like a | circle | in the | water,
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Which nev|er ceas|eth to | enlarge | itself,
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Till by | broad spread/ing, it | disperse | to
nought.
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With Hen|ry's death,| the Eng|lish cir|cle
ends,
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Dispersed | are the | glories | it in|cluded:
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Now am | I like | that proud | insult|ing ship,
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Which Cae|sar and | his for|tune bare | at once.
CHARLES
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Was Ma|homet | inspir|ed with | a dove?
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Thou with | an eag|le art | inspir|ed then.
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Helen,| the moth|er of / great const|antine,
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Nor yet | Saint Phil|ip's daught|ers were / like
thee.
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Bright star of Ven|us, fallen | down on | the
earth,
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How may I | reverent|ly worsh|ip thee | enough?
ALENCON
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Leave off delays,| and let | us raise | the
siege.
REIGNIER
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Woman,| do what thou | canst to | save our |
honors,
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Drive them | from Orl|eans,| and be
immort|alized.
CHARLES
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Presently | we'll try:| come, let's away | about
it,
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No proph/et will | I trust,| if she prove false.
[Exeunt]