William Shakespeare (1564–1616). The Oxford Shakespeare. 1914.
Act V. Scene II.The First Part of King Henry the Sixth
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!
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.