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Henry VI part one

Act I, Scene 6

 

The same.
 
[Enter, on the walls, JOAN LA PUCELLE, CHARLES, REIGNIER, ALENCON, and Soldiers]
 
JOAN LA PUCELLE
          ,          ,       ,       ,         ,
      Advance | our wav|ing col|ors on | the walls,
       ,            ,    ,      ,         ,
      Rescued | is Orl|eans | from the | English.
             ,            ,     ,         ,            ,
      Thus Joan | la Pu/celle hath | performed | her word.
 
CHARLES
         ,        ,         ,   ,         ,
      Divin|est creat|ure, As|traea's | daughter,
       ,             ,       ,          ,         ,
      How shall | I hon|or thee | for this | success?
            ,    ,          ,       ,        x
      Thy prom|ises | are like | Adon|is' garden,
            ,     T     T      .    T         ,          ,
      That one | day bloomed, and fruit|ful were | the next.
         ,     ,                  ,    2    ,      ,
      France, tri/umph in | thy glor|ious proph|etess,
         ,        ,         ,        ,    ,
      Recov|ered is | the town | of Orl|eans,
             ,       ,          ,        ,          ,
      More bles|sed hap | did nere | befall | our state.
 
REIGNIER
            ,         ,          ,        ,    oo
      Why ring | not out | the bells | aloud,|
              ,          ,
      Throughout | the town?  \\
        ,    2      ,         ,   2       T   T   T
      Dauphin com|mand the | citizens | make bonfires,
            ,          ,        ,        ,       ,
      And feast | and ban|quet in | the op|en streets,
          ,     ,          ,          ,             xx
      To cel|ebrate | the joy | that God | hath given us.  ??
 
ALENCON
            ,            ,       ,            ,          ,
      All France | will be | replete | with mirth | and joy,
             ,            ,         ,           ,          ,
      When they | shall hear | how we | have played | the men.
 
CHARLES
             ,         ,        ,         ,        ,
      'Tis Joan,| not we,| by whom | the day | is won:
            ,         ,        ,         ,           ,
      For which | I will | divide | my crown | with her,
           ,           ,           ,       ,        ,
      And all | the priests | and fri|ars in | my realm,
             ,       ,         ,         ,          ,
      Shall in | proces|sion sing | her end|less praise.
          ,    2    ,    ,        ,           ,
      A state|lier py|ramis | to her | I'll rear,
             ,     ,        ,         ,     ,
      Than Rhod|ope's | or Mem|phis' ev|er was.
          ,    ,       ,          ,         ,
      In mem|ory | of her,| when she | is dead,
           ,       ,       ,      ,   ,
      Her ash|es, in | an urn | more pre/cious
      <-              ,    ,            ,    ,   oo
        Than || the rich-|jeweled | of Dar|ius,|
            ,         ,               ,    ,     ,
      Transport|ed, shall | be at / high fest|ivals
          ,          ,            ,           ,     oo
      Before | the kings | and queens | of France.|
           ,      ,          ,       ,        ,
      No long|er on | Saint^Den|is will | we cry,
            ,            ,     ,          ,         ,
      But Joan | la Pu/celle shall | be Fran|ce's saint.
            ,        ,        ,        ,     ,
      Come in,| and let | us ban|quet roy|ally,
       ,            ,       ,        ,     ,
      After | this gold|en day | of vict|ory.
 
[Flourish. Exeunt.]

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