Act V. Scene
II.
Scene II.France. Plains in Anjou.
Enter CHARLES, BURGUNDY, ALENÇON,
JOAN LAPUCELLE, and Forces, marching.
Char. These news, my lord, may cheer our
drooping spirits;
'Tis said the stout Parisians do revolt,
And turn again unto the war-like French.
Alen. Then, march to Paris, royal Charles of
France,
And keep not back your powers in dalliance.
Joan. Peace be amongst them if they turn
to us;
Else, ruin combat with their palaces!
Enter a Scout.
Scout. Success unto our valiant general,
And happiness to his accomplices!
Char. What tidings send our scouts? I
prithee speak.
Scout. The English army, that divided was
Into two parties, is now conjoin'd in one,
And means to give you battle presently.
Char. Somewhat too sudden, sirs, the warn-
ing is:
But we will presently provide for them.
Bur. I trust the ghost of Talbot is not there:
Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear.
Joan. Of all base passions, fear is most ac-
curs'd.
Command the conquest, Charles, it shall be
thine;
Let Henry fret and all the world repine.
Char. Then on, my lords; and France be
fortunate! [Exeunt.
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