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Scene II.—: France. Plains in Anjou. - William Shakespeare, The First Part of King Henry the Sixth [1623]Edition used:The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (The Oxford Shakespeare), ed. with a glossary by W.J. Craig M.A. (Oxford University Press, 1916).
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Scene II.—France. Plains in Anjou.EnterCharles, Burgundy, Alençon, Joan la Pucelle,and Forces, marching. Char.These news, my lord, may cheer our drooping spirits; ’Tis said the stout Parisians do revolt, And turn again unto the war-like French. Alen.Then, march to Paris, royal Charles of France, And keep not back your powers in dalliance. Joan.Peace be amongst them if they turn to us; Else, ruin combat with their palaces! Enter a Scout. Scout.Success unto our valiant general, And happiness to his accomplices! Char.What tidings send our scouts? I prithee speak. Scout.The English army, that divided was Into two parties, is now conjoin’d in one, And means to give you battle presently. Char.Somewhat too sudden, sirs, the warning is: But we will presently provide for them. Bur.I trust the ghost of Talbot is not there: Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear. Joan.Of all base passions, fear is most accurs’d. Command the conquest, Charles, it shall be thine; Let Henry fret and all the world repine. Char.Then on, my lords; and France be fortunate! [Exeunt. |

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