Charles The Seventh Monologue from The Maid of Orleans: A Tragedy

From The Maid of Orleans: A Tragedy by Friedrich Schiller

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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.) 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.) 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 pass into a wild martial strain. When the scene opens, the orchestra joins in, accompanied by warlike instruments behind the scene.

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