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The Maid of Orleans

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2017
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Welcome, my trusty citizens of Orleans!
What tidings bring ye from my faithful town?
Doth she continue with her wonted zeal
Still bravely to withstand the leaguering foe?

SENATOR

Ah, sire! the city's peril is extreme;
And giant ruin, waxing hour by hour,
Still onward strides. The bulwarks are destroyed —
The foe at each assault advantage gains;
Bare of defenders are the city walls,
For with rash valor forth our soldiers rush,
While few, alas! return to view their homes,
And famine's scourge impendeth o'er the town.
In this extremity the noble Count
Of Rochepierre, commander of the town,
Hath made a compact with the enemy,
According to old custom, to yield up,
On the twelfth day, the city to the foe,
Unless, meanwhile, before the town appear
A host of magnitude to raise the siege.

    [DUNOIS manifests the strongest indignation.

CHARLES

The interval is brief.

SENATOR

We hither come,
Attended by a hostile retinue,
To implore thee, sire, to pity thy poor town,
And to send succor ere the appointed day,
When, if still unrelieved, she must surrender.

DUNOIS

And could Saintrailles consent to give his voice
To such a shameful compact?

SENATOR

Never, sir!
Long as the hero lived, none dared to breathe
A single word of treaty or surrender.

DUNOIS

He then is dead?

SENATOR

The noble hero fell,
His monarch's cause defending on our walls.

CHARLES

What! Saintrailles dead! Oh, in that single man
A host is foundered!

    [A Knight enters and speaks apart with DUNOIS, who starts with surprise.

DUNOIS

That too!

CHARLES

Well? What is it?

DUNOIS

Count Douglass sendeth here. The Scottish troops
Revolt, and threaten to retire at once.
Unless their full arrears are paid to-day.

CHARLES

Duchatel!

DUCHATEL (shrugs his shoulders)

Sire! I know not what to counsel.

CHARLES

Pledge, promise all, even unto half my realm.

DUCHATEL

'Tis vain! They have been fed with hope too often.

CHARLES

They are the finest troops of all my hosts!
They must not now, not now abandon me!

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