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at the head of the army.... 

THE KING

No, Joan, this is not the will of God. I want to obey the or­ders of the Lord, but I feel that your mission is not yet finished. Don't you want to give God even up to the last day of your life? Well, I say to you on His behalf, I over whose forehead the Sa­cred Chrism was poured this morning, I say to you that you must remain at court and dream no more of going back to your village. I promise you your good parents will be heaped with honors. I'm going to give them tides of nobility. They will lack nothing, and they will rejoice in you who have earned such good things for them.

JOAN, wiping her eyes.

Gentle King, your servant must bow and obey.... I thank you for all the honors you wish to grant my parents, but I dare to tell you that all the grandeurs of this world would not console them for being apart from their daughter. I can assure, however, that they will always be your devoted subjects, and they will submit to the orders of their king.

THE KING, turning to La Trémouille.

Let someone bring me the parchments and the coat of arms I have prepared.

La Trémouille makes a sign to Jean d'Aulon who exits and returns carrying these things and some writing materials. He bows deeply and presents them to the king.

 

 

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THE KING, taking the parchments.

Noble Maid, these titles will serve for you and your parents. As a special privilege, I desire that they should descend in your family in the female as well as the male line.

(The king affixes his signature and passes the pen to La Trémouille who also signs.)

What's more, I myself drew up this coat of arms which will tell future ages what the kingdom owes you. Since your sword saved the crown, I have wished to link it with the arms of France itself to do you homage. I desire you to wear it into com­bat from now on.

JOAN, receiving the King's gifts.

Gentle King, my gratitude to you will never cease; I will obey you and hold these arms precious. Permit me, however, not to abandon my standard and always to carry it in battle, since this alone has given me victory by the precious names I have in­scribed on it.

THE KING 

You shall do as you intend, and I will see that you are always obeyed.... Now I am going to retire to my rooms; tomor­row you will give your orders.

 

[Scene 5] 

The King descends the throne and exits, followed by the other courtiers and JOAN herself, but she reenters and, kneeling down, chants this prayer to the tune of "Mignon sur la rive étrangère" ["Darling on the Foreign Shore"].

          

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To you, all honor and glory,
O my God! Almighty Lord!
You have given me the victory
Me, a weak and timid child....
And you, O my heavenly Mother!
Mary, my radiant star...
You have been my light and
Protected me from Heaven's height.
O sweet and shining star
When will I see the splendor
Of your dazzling whiteness?
When will I be beneath your veil,
Resting myself on your heart?... (2x)
My soul in earthly exile
Aspires to eternal happiness.
Nothing can satisfy it
But to see its God in Heaven.
But before seeing Him clearly,
I want to fight for Jesus...
To win Him countless souls.
I want to love Him more and more! ...
My life will pass like a single day
And soon without veil or cloud
I will see Jesus, my love. There....
On that Heavenly shore,
He will embrace me forever!!!... (2x)
 
 
After a fairly long moment of silence, THE VOICES are heard, to the tune of "Fil de la Vierge" ["The Virgin's Thread"]
They have passed for you, the days of victory
And honor.
Already your enemies seek to hide your glory
In their rage.
Soon they will take you and make you a prisoner.
A dark dungeon
Will become your shelter, you will be without light.
But every evening

 

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Descending to you, Joan, sweet martyr,
We who love you
Will sing to the tune of our lyre
To delight you.
Do not  fear, poor child, you will be consoled
 In your sorrow.
We promise you, you will be delivered
By the Lord!....

Joan hears these voices on her knees. An expression of terror crosses her face when she hears of her captivity. At the end, she covers her face in her hands. — The Duke of Alençon enters a moment later and finds her in this state. Joan seems unaware of his presence. 

[Scene 6] 

THE DUKE OF ALENÇON, talking to himself

What is happening?... Have her voices told her of some defeat?... This is not how she usually receives visits from Heaven.... (He approaches her and, touching her, he says:) Joan, what's wrong?— You appear not to have noticed me here!

 JOAN, rising.

There's nothing wrong... My voices were speaking to me...

THE DUKE

Did they give you some bad news?... You seemed crestfallen when I came in!....

JOAN

No, gentle Duke, the news is not bad, since it is God's good pleasure. It is just that the time of my glory is over, and soon I'll be taken by the English.

THE DUKE, sharply.
 

            

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 What are you saying, Joan?... It's impossible!... Haven't your guides assured you of the complete deliverance of the kingdom, saved by you from English tyranny?... Have you been deceived?...

JOAN

No, my voices haven't deceived me and my mission is Di­vine. It's just that I must suffer for a while, and then I'll be deliv­ered with great glory and honor. My voices have promised me and they have always kept their word.

 

THE DUKE

Are you going to continue fighting?... Might it be better to go into hiding for a while?...

JOAN

No, the Counsel of my Lord must come to pass... I'm go­ing to lead the troops on to Paris, because it's very important that city belong to the king.

THE DUKE 

 Will you be captured at Paris?...

JOAN

I don't know. If I knew the city where I'd be taken prisoner, I wouldn't go there, but I don't know.

THE DUKE

If Paris refuses to surrender, where will you take the army?

JOAN

 

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