Play on Words

full length · drama

The Maid of Orleans: A Tragedy

29 roles (0M / 0F / 29 any) · approx 148–205 minutes · 5 acts

Royalty-free Public domain — free to read, perform, and adapt. No licence needed.

Characters

Johanna lead 138 speeches
Charles supporting 102 speeches
Dunois supporting 63 speeches
Burgundy supporting 53 speeches
Isabel supporting 47 speeches
Lionel supporting 39 speeches
La Hire minor 37 speeches
Sorel minor 34 speeches
Raimond minor 29 speeches
Talbot minor 28 speeches
Soldier minor 21 speeches
Duchatel minor 20 speeches
Margot minor 17 speeches
Archbishop minor 16 speeches
Louison minor 13 speeches
Fastolfe minor 10 speeches
Chatillon minor 9 speeches
Thibaut minor 9 speeches
Charcoal-Burner minor 9 speeches
Montgomery minor 8 speeches
King minor 8 speeches
Herald minor 6 speeches
Black Knight minor 6 speeches
Bertrand minor 6 speeches
Senator minor 6 speeches
Knight minor 4 speeches
Claude Marie minor 4 speeches
Wife minor 4 speeches
Page minor 3 speeches

Read the play

JOHANNA with her banner, in a helmet and breastplate, otherwise attired as a woman. DUNOIS, LA HIRE, knights and soldiers appear above upon the rocky path, pass silently over, and appear immediately after on the scene.

Johanna. (to the knights who surround her while the procession continues above) The wall is scaled and we are in the camp! Now fling aside the mantle of still night, Which hitherto hath veiled your silent march, And your dread presence to the foe proclaim. By your loud battle-cry--God and the maiden!

ALL (exclaim aloud, amidst the loud clang of arms). God and the maiden! [Drums and trumpets.

SENTINELS (behind the scene). The foe! The foe! The foe!

Johanna. Ho! torches here. Hurl fire into the tents! Let the devouring flames augment the horror, While threatening death doth compass them around!

[Soldiers hasten on, she is about to follow.

Dunois. (holding her back) Thy part thou hast accomplished now, Johanna! Into the camp thou hast conducted us, The foe thou hast delivered in our hands, Now from the rush of war remain apart! The bloody consummation leave to us.

La Hire. Point out the path of conquest to the host; Before us, in pure hand, the banner bear. But wield the fatal weapon not thyself; Tempt not the treacherous god of battle, for He rageth blindly, and he spareth not.

Johanna. Who dares impede my progress? Who presume The spirit to control which guideth me? Still must the arrow wing its destined flight! Where danger is, there must Johanna be; Nor now, nor here, am I foredoomed to fall; Our monarch's royal brow I first must see Invested with the round of sovereignty. No hostile power can rob me of my life, Till I've accomplished the commands of God.

[She goes out.

La Hire. Come, let us follow after her, Dunois, And let our valiant bosoms be her shield!

[Exit.

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