SCENE VII.
Joan. Du Nois. French Officers.
Du N. The field is ours! the victory complete!
The foe on all sides flies! Talbot is ta'en!
Xaint. The glory be our champion's—
Joan. Forbear!
Give not the instrument the Giver's meed;
But rather let us imitate his mercy.
Quick! let the carnage cease! and ev'ry tenderness
Show friend and foe. Now let our clarions
Proclaim the joyful news of our success!
Fling wide the sound, ye gales of heav'n! hills, vales
Re-echo it, and tell th' awakened land
Her freedom is begun!—her chains are broken!