No Fear Shakespeare: Henry VI, Part 1: Act 1 Scene 6

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Flourish. Enter on the walls PUCELLE, CHARLES THE DAUPHIN, REIGNIER, ALANSON, and SOLDIERS.	Flourish. Enter on the walls PUCELLE, CHARLES THE DAUPHIN, REIGNIER, ALANSON, and SOLDIERS.
PUCELLE Advance our waving colors on the walls. Rescued is Orleance from the English. Thus Joan la Pucelle hath performed her word.	PUCELLE Advance our waving colors on the walls. Rescued is Orleance from the English. Thus Joan la Pucelle hath performed her word.
She exits.	She exits.
CHARLES Divinest creature, Astraea’s daughter, 5 How shall I honor thee for this success? Thy promises are like Adonis’ garden That one day bloomed and fruitful were the next. France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess. Recovered is the town of Orleance. 10 More blessèd hap did ne’er befall our state.	CHARLES Divinest creature, Astraea’s daughter, 5 How shall I honor thee for this success? Thy promises are like Adonis’ garden That one day bloomed and fruitful were the next. France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess. Recovered is the town of Orleance. 10 More blessèd hap did ne’er befall our state.
REIGNIER Why ring not 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.	REIGNIER Why ring not 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.
ALANSON 15 All France will be replete with mirth and joy When they shall hear how we have played the men.	ALANSON 15 All France will be replete with mirth and joy When they shall hear how we have played 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 Rhodophe’s of Memphis ever was. In memory of her, when she is dead, Her ashes, in an urn more precious 25 Than the rich-jeweled coffer of Darius, Transported shall be at high festivals Before the kings and queens of France. No longer on Saint Dennis 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.	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 Rhodophe’s of Memphis ever was. In memory of her, when she is dead, Her ashes, in an urn more precious 25 Than the rich-jeweled coffer of Darius, Transported shall be at high festivals Before the kings and queens of France. No longer on Saint Dennis 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. They exit.	Flourish. They exit.

Original Text	Modern Text
Flourish. Enter on the walls PUCELLE, CHARLES THE DAUPHIN, REIGNIER, ALANSON, and SOLDIERS.	Flourish. Enter on the walls PUCELLE, CHARLES THE DAUPHIN, REIGNIER, ALANSON, and SOLDIERS.
PUCELLE Advance our waving colors on the walls. Rescued is Orleance from the English. Thus Joan la Pucelle hath performed her word.	PUCELLE Advance our waving colors on the walls. Rescued is Orleance from the English. Thus Joan la Pucelle hath performed her word.
She exits.	She exits.
CHARLES Divinest creature, Astraea’s daughter, 5 How shall I honor thee for this success? Thy promises are like Adonis’ garden That one day bloomed and fruitful were the next. France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess. Recovered is the town of Orleance. 10 More blessèd hap did ne’er befall our state.	CHARLES Divinest creature, Astraea’s daughter, 5 How shall I honor thee for this success? Thy promises are like Adonis’ garden That one day bloomed and fruitful were the next. France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess. Recovered is the town of Orleance. 10 More blessèd hap did ne’er befall our state.
REIGNIER Why ring not 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.	REIGNIER Why ring not 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.
ALANSON 15 All France will be replete with mirth and joy When they shall hear how we have played the men.	ALANSON 15 All France will be replete with mirth and joy When they shall hear how we have played 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 Rhodophe’s of Memphis ever was. In memory of her, when she is dead, Her ashes, in an urn more precious 25 Than the rich-jeweled coffer of Darius, Transported shall be at high festivals Before the kings and queens of France. No longer on Saint Dennis 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.	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 Rhodophe’s of Memphis ever was. In memory of her, when she is dead, Her ashes, in an urn more precious 25 Than the rich-jeweled coffer of Darius, Transported shall be at high festivals Before the kings and queens of France. No longer on Saint Dennis 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. They exit.	Flourish. They exit.