France. Plains in Anjou.
(Charles the Dauphin of France; Duke of Burgundy; Duke of Alanson; Bastard of Orléans; Reignier; Joan de Pucelle; Scout)
Charles, hearing that the Parisians are rebelling against the English, prepares to march to Paris. A scout informs him that the two English armies have combined and are moving on the French. Though unprepared, the French prepare to fight. (21 lines)
Enter Charles, Burgundy, Alanson, Bastard, Reignier, and Joan de Pucelle, with forces.
These news, my lords, may cheer our drooping spirits:
’Tis said the stout Parisians do revolt,
And turn again unto the warlike French.
Then march to Paris, royal Charles of France,
And keep not back your powers in dalliance.
Peace be amongst them if they turn to us,
Else ruin combat with their palaces!
Success unto our valiant general,
And happiness to his accomplices!
What tidings send our scouts? I prithee speak.
The English army, that divided was
Into two parties, is now conjoin’d in one,
And means to give you battle presently.
Somewhat too sudden, sirs, the warning is,
But we will presently provide for them.
I trust the ghost of Talbot is not there.
Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear.
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.
Then on, my lords, and France be fortunate!