| ACT I SCENE VI | The same. | |
| | Enter, on the walls, JOAN LA PUCELLE, CHARLES,REIGNIER, ALENCON, and Soldiers | |
| JOAN LA PUCELLE | Advance our waving colours on the walls; | |
| | Rescued is Orleans from the English | |
| | Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word. | |
| CHARLES | Divinest creature, Astraea's daughter, | 5 |
| | How shall I honour thee for this success? | |
| | Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens | |
| | That one day bloom'd and fruitful were the next. | |
| | France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess! | |
| | Recover'd is the town of Orleans: | 10 |
| | More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state. | |
| REIGNIER | Why ring not out the bells aloud throughout the town? | |
| | Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires | |
| | And feast and banquet in the open streets, | |
| | To celebrate the joy that God hath given us. | 15 |
| ALENCON | All France will be replete with mirth and joy, | |
| | When they shall hear how we have play'd the men. | |
| CHARLES | 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won; | |
| | For which I will divide my crown with her, | |
| | And all the priests and friars in my realm | 20 |
| | Shall in procession sing her endless praise. | |
| | A statelier pyramis to her I'll rear | |
| | Than Rhodope's or Memphis' ever was: | |
| | In memory of her when she is dead, | |
| | Her ashes, in an urn more precious | 25 |
| | Than the rich-jewel'd of Darius, | |
| | Transported shall be at high festivals | |
| | Before the kings and queens of France. | |
| | No longer on Saint Denis will we cry, | |
| | But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint. | 30 |
| | Come in, and let us banquet royally, | |
| | After this golden day of victory. | |
| | Flourish. Exeunt | |
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