Friedrich Schiller - The Maid of Orleans (Act 4 Scene 11) lyrics

THIBAUT comes forth from the crowd, and stands opposite to her. Many voices exclaim,— Her father! THIBAUT Yes, her miserable father, Who did beget her, and whom God impels Now to accuse his daughter. BURGUNDY Ha! What's this? DUCHATEL Now will the fearful truth appear! THIBAUT (to the KING) Thou think'st That thou art rescued through the power of God? Deluded prince! Deluded multitude! Ye have been rescued through the arts of hell! [All step back with horror.] DUNOIS Is this man mad? THIBAUT Not I, but thou art mad. And this wise bishop, and these noble lords, Who think that through a weak and sinful maid The God of heaven would reveal himself. Come, let us see if to her father's face She will maintain the specious, juggling arts Wherewith she hath deluded king and people. Now, in the name of the blest Trinity, Belongst thou to the pure and holy ones? [A general silence; all eyes are fixed upon her; she remains motionless.] SOREL God! she is dumb! THIBAUT Before that awful name, Which even in the depths of hell is feared, She must be silent! She a holy one, By God commissioned? On a cursed spot It was conceived; beneath the Druid tree Where evil spirits have from olden time Their Sabbath held. There her immortal soul She bartered with the enemy of man For transient, worldly glory. Let her bare Her arm, and ye will see impressed thereon The fatal marks of hell! BURGUNDY Most horrible! Yet we must needs believe a father's words Who 'gainst his daughter gives his evidence. DUNOIS The madman cannot be believed Who in his child brings shame upon himself. SOREL (to JOHANNA) Oh, maiden, speak! this fatal silence break! We firmly trust thee! we believe in thee! One syllable from thee, one single word Shall be sufficient. Speak! annihilate This horrid accusation. But declare Thine innocence, and we will all believe thee. [JOHANNA remains motionless; AGNES steps back with horror.] LA HIRE She's frightened. Horror and astonishment Impede her utterance. Before a charge So horrible e'en innocence must tremble. [He approaches her.] Collect thyself, Johanna! innocence Hath a triumphant look, whose lightning flash Strikes slander to the earth! In noble wrath Arise! look up, and punish this base doubt, An insult to thy holy innocence. [JOHANNA remains motionless; LA HIRE steps back; the excitement increases.] DUNOIS Why do the people fear, the princes tremble? I'll stake my honor on her innocence! Here on the ground I throw my knightly gage; Who now will venture to maintain her guilt? [A loud clap of thunder; all are horror-struck.] THIBAUT Answer, by Him whose thunders roll above! Give me the lie! Proclaim thine innocence; Say that the enemy hath not thy heart! [Another clap of thunder, louder than the first; the people fly on all sides.] BURGUNDY God guard and save us! What appalling signs! DUCHATEL (to the KING) Come, come, my king! Forsake this fearful place! ARCHBISHOP (to JOHANNA) I ask thee in God's name. Art thou thus silent From consciousness of innocence or guilt? If in thy favor the dread thunder speaks, Touch with thy hand this cross, and give a sign! [JOHANNA remains motionless. More violent peals of thunder. The KING, AGNES SOREL, the ARCHBISHOP, BURGUNDY, LA HIRE, DUCHATEL retire.]