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Saint Michael appears floating in the air, like the first time. Joan seems overwhelmed with joy at seeing him.
SAINT MICHAEL
Melody: "Partez, hérauts" ["Go, Heralds"].
Joan, you must bring our noble cause
To the brave Lord of Baudricourt
But he at first will not believe in you
And will be deaf to your request.
God the Most High, in His omnipotence,
Will overcome that grand lord's pride
Till he submits himself to you
Obedient as a humble servant.
Armed for war at Baudricourt
 Go choose for yourself a guard of honor
To leave from Vaucouleurs
On your proud and happy mission.

JOAN

But where will I find the king? I do not know him, nor the city where he lives.

SAINT MICHAEL

At Chinon you will see the great Dauphin
 Surrounded by his courtiers.
God well knows how to make him known to you
Even in simple and humble garments.

 

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"Kind Prince," you'll say to him, "before
This grand assembly, I pledge you my faith.
To your name belongs the power,
You are the rightful king.
Be certain that Saint Louis and Charlemagne
Never cease to kneel in prayer.
 France is their Fatherland, and on the holy mountain
They are fighting for you!..."

JOAN

Will the king want to believe me? How can he entrust an army to a little shepherd girl?...

SAINT MICHAEL

Daughter of God, brave-souled daughter! 
Yes, Charles VII will hear your voice
And in battle your army will be
More powerful than those of mighty kings.
Joan, you must quickly rescue Orleans
Which the enemy now besieges.
Your appearance alone will lift the siege there
And you'll see all the English flee!
Then on to Reims victoriously,
Your battle standard by your side.
There you will celebrate the glorious feast
Of the consecration of your King!...

 

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On that day, courageous warrior,
You'll see your mission accomplished
And on that day you'll see your Father
Elbowing his way through the crowds to bless you.
As he takes you into his arms, you will feel
Your love of family reborn, and your former home
 Will seem the only resting place
You need after so many exploits.

JOAN

Oh, yes, Domremy will always be the place which is dear to my heart! Once I have done God's will, I'll return here. When my mission is complete, my only wish will be to hide myself away and leave to God alone the glory of the triumph.
But I fear that the King won't want me to leave his army I beg you, glorious Archangel, tell me what to do then?...

SAINT MICHAEL

If Charles VII will not accept
Your prayer, your humble wishes,
Joan, invoke your God, whose love is so tender.
Entrust the future to Him!...

[Scene 11 ]

Saint Michael disappears. Joan remains perfectly still, as if in ecstasy. Soon the little shepherd girls approach her, looking disturbed.

 

 

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GERMAINE

Joan, the feast is about to begin, we kept hoping you'd come along, but we began to fear that something might have happened to you ...Why do you make us worry so, don't you know how much we love you?...

CATHERINE

O Joan! why didn't you come? If you knew how scared I was! You promised you'd join me, and this is the first time you've ever broken your word!...

JOAN

Something serious made me forget my promise, but nothing bad has happened to me. Don't be afraid, go back to the feast without worrying.

CATHERINE, softly.

No Joan, I can't go back, I can see quite clearly that you've heard something extraordinary, and I want to stay with you. (She begins to weep.)

JOAN

Germaine, go on back to the feast, people will notice you're not there. I'll stay with Catherine, since she is not reasonable enough to be without me.

  

           

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GERMAINE

I can tell you have a secret.... I hope you'll let me share it some other day. Goodbye Joan, I'll be back tomorrow.

JOAN

See you then, Germaine.

[Scene 12]

JOAN, after Germaine is gone, sits down by her sister on a rock and says:

Catherine, my dear little sister, rejoice, God has chosen me to save France. Saint Michael appeared to me and ordered me to go rescue the city of Orleans and let the king be crowned at Reims.

CATHERINE, dumbfounded.

Joan, you're leaving! you're going to leave me! I don't know what Orleans and Reims are, but I know you're going to leave well, take me with you!

JOAN

No, Catherine, you cannot follow me to war, but don't be distressed, I will come back after I've accomplished God's will. 

           

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