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The Maid of Orleans

by Friedrich Schiller

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Scene VIII

The same. LA HIRE.

DUNOIS.
La Hire, where is the maiden?

LA HIRE.
       That I ask
Of you; I left her fighting by your side.

DUNOIS.
I thought she was protected by your arm,
When I departed to assist the king.

BURGUNDY.
Not long ago I saw her banner wave
Amidst the thickest of the hostile ranks.

DUNOIS.
Alas! where is she? Evil I forebode?
Come, let us haste to rescue her. I fear
Her daring soul hath led her on too far;
Alone she combats in the midst of foes,
And without succor yieldeth to the crowd.

CHARLES.
Haste to her rescue!

LA HIRE.
       Come!

BURGUNDY.
       We follow all!

[Exit.

[They retire in haste. A deserted part of the
battle-field. In the distance are seen the towers
of Rheims illumined by the sun.

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