Arch. The lofty strains repeat!
And with the monarch's name, beloved, now join
The holy maiden's.
[Joan sinks on her knee.
END OF ACT THE THIRD.
ACT IV.
Scene I.—Council.
Charles, &c. Joan.
Cha. A monarch now confirmed by holy rite,
Our earliest duty is to recompense
All those who in our cause have been most zealous.
Thee above all, (to Joan,) to thee our realm we owe.
We would thy merit mark as may become
Ourself and thee: but pause to name award
As to thyself shall be most pleasing. Louvel,
'Tis thine to learn her wish, our joy to grant it.
Lou. Such gracious speech may well embolden thee.
Name freely thy desire. Is wealth thy wish?
Cha. How her eye kindles!