Jeanne D'Arc at Vaucouleurs: A Romantic Drama for the Stage

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Poet lore Company, 1910 - 148 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 112 - ... starts somewhat awkwardly, seeking an escape from the immediate situation.) Henri. — Well, there is work For sober men to do. Durand. — Can I help you ? Henri. — Come, if you will. (HENRI goes out with more ostentation than is necessary. DURAND starts to follow, but turns first to CATHERINE.) Durand. — You, — you can comfort her. I have no words. (He follows HENRI, closing the door very softly after himself. CATHERINE turns to JEANNE, who at length smiles sadly at her and responds to...
الصفحة 154 - The country people so jovial and addicted to music, that the very husbandmen almost universally play on the guitar, singing and composing songs in praise of their sweethearts, and will commonly go to the field with their fiddle; they are merry, witty, and genial; all which I much attribute to the excellent quality of the air.
الصفحة 127 - ... his ends. You do not know the Jean who is my friend. Catherine. — He tried to tempt you ? Jeanne. — Aye, — he called me pretty — And said, — if I — would make it worth his while To interest himself in me, he'd beg Consideration for me from the Captain. Catherine. — What did you then ? Jeanne. — Why, then I asked his meaning. I soon found that out; then I turned on him And scolded him, which seemed to do him good, For he showed signs of manhood. After that He asked about my mission....
الصفحة 112 - ... Will you believe me now ? You have imposed This test on me. If you accept the verdict That I am innocent, will you accept My mission, too ? It is the will of God ! You must believe that France cannot be saved But by the means ordained of God. You know The ancient rune: 'Tis known the country 'round: ' France, by a woman ruined, shall be saved By a virgin from the marches of Lorraine.
الصفحة 112 - tis I ; 'tis I ! I am the one foretold! Have they not told me, — The angel ministers of God, — sworn it to be ? — And now, — and now, Catherine. — Nay, Jeanne, we cannot see The ways of God. His blessed saints are not The ministers of Baudricourt. Jeanne. — They will — They must support me! — How I love you, dear! You are so good to me, — the only friend Whose faith is kin to mine. Catherine. — I am your friend. There, dear, now rest you. We must wait for God. Jeanne. — Wait,...
الصفحة 158 - ... years ago by lovers of the nutty Vesuvian and Phloegrean vintages. Vendors, quacks, singers, saltimbancos, itinerants, and traffickers of every imaginable profession for long ages thronged up and down the crenulations of the shore from the islet of Megaris (now crowned by the ruinous Castel dell' Ovo) to the site now occupied by the church wherein the Amalfitan Masaniello was cut off from further obstructing the march of Spanish usurpation. The same amethystine dawns come out from behind Vesuvius;...
الصفحة 121 - There is a light in you beyond the dull Uncertain glimmering of the gutter souls. Jean. — For that you may confide in me. Jeanne. — I dare Confide in you. Jean. — I am a man unlearned In mysteries of faith. My boyhood time Would brook no priestly teaching. I have turned What sacred words I know to blasphemy. . . . I have a friend who understands these things: Bertrand, who will be 'Sieur de Poulangy. Now he might understand. Jeanne. — But he has known My errand from the first, and understood...
الصفحة 152 - ... Hermogenes full of envy.' Here I slipped in a word edgewise: ' Have you not a mother, Or some near relative to regard you ? ' ' No, not a person. ' They all lie at rest.' 'Happy ones! I only remain then. So end me also; for my sad fate is upon me, Just as a Sabine witch foretold whilst I was an infant: " This boy not poison dire, nor a sword shall bring to destruction, Pleurisy, consumption, nor gout that makes many men limp; Some fine day a braggart must end him; wherefore a blow-hard He if...
الصفحة 103 - ... blanche comme la rose.' SCENE: Interior of the cottage of HENRI and CATHERINE LE ROYER at Vaucouleurs, a small fortified town in the valley of the Meuse, not far from Domremy. TIME: Afternoon of February 23, 1429. PERSONS ROBERT DE BAUDRICOURT, Captain of Vaucouleurs. JEAN FOURNIER, Cure of Vaucouleurs. JEAN DE METZ, BERTRAND DE POULANGY, men-at-arms. DURAND LASSOIS, kinsman to Jeanne. HENRI LE ROYER, a burgher. CATHERINE LE ROYER, his wife. A little maidservant, and JEANNE D'ARC. SCENE I. DARKNESS...
الصفحة 138 - ... trusted as myself, The comrade of my heart, my own right hand, What does he say ? Talking with this Jeanne d'Arc! And I must overlook it, and I will When I have heard what came of it! Henri. — Good Captain, I am quite innocent of. this ! Believe me, I have — I had — no knowledge that the maid Had ever spoken with your Jean ! Baudricourt.— Look here, I'm not accusing you ! But my own Jean, — My Jean de Metz — proposes to desert me! Henri.— Desert you ? Baudricourt. — Aye, desert...

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