Friedrich Schiller - The Maid of Orleans (Act 4 Scene 12) lyrics

DUNOIS, JOHANNA. DUNOIS Thou art my wife; I have believed in thee From the first glance, and I am still unchanged. In thee I have more faith than in these signs, Than in the thunder's voice, which speaks above. In noble anger thou art silent thus; Enveloped in thy holy innocence, Thou scornest to refute so base a charge. Still scorn it, maiden, but confide in me; I never doubted of thine innocence. Speak not one word; only extend thy hand In pledge and token that thou wilt confide In my protection and thine own good cause. [He extends his hand to her; she turns from him with a convulsive motion; he remains transfixed with horror.]