Anna Swanwick - The Maid of Orleans (Act 3 Scene 5) lyrics

A KNIGHT, entering hastily. CHARLES What tidings? Speak! KNIGHT The foe has crossed the Marne, And marshalleth his army for the fight. JOHANNA (inspired) Battle and tumult! Now my soul is free. Arm, warriors, arm! while I prepare the troops. [She goes out.] CHARLES Follow, La Hire! E'en at the gates of Rheims They will compel us to dispute the crown! DUNOIS No genuine courage prompts them. This essay Is the last effort of enraged despair. CHARLES I do not urge you, duke. To-day's the time To compensate the errors of the past. BURGUNDY You shall be satisfied with me. CHARLES Myself Will march before you on the path of fame; Here, with my royal town of Rheims in view, I'll fight, and gallantry achieve the crown. Thy knight, my Agnes, bids thee now farewell! AGNES (embracing him) I do not weep, I do not tremble for thee; My faith, unshaken, cleaveth unto God! Heaven, were we doomed to failure, had not given So many gracious pledges of success! My heart doth whisper me that, victory-crowned, In conquered Rheims, I shall embrace my king. [Trumpets sound with a spirited tone, and while the scene is changing pa** into a wild martial strain. When the scene opens, the orchestra joins in, accompanied by warlike instruments behind the scene.]