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Act 5, Scene 1
Henry VI, Part 1 Translation Act 5, Scene 2
Enter CHARLES, BURGUNDY, ALENCON, BASTARD OF ORLEANS, REIGNIER, JOAN LA PUCELLE, and forces
CHARLES
These news, my lord, may cheer our drooping spirits:'Tis said the stout Parisians do revoltAnd turn again unto the warlike French.
CHARLES
This news, my lords, could cheer us up. It's rumored that the brave Parisians revolt and look to the French soldiers again.
ALENCON
Then march to Paris, royal Charles of France,And keep not back your powers in dalliance.
ALENCON
Then let's go to Paris, royal Charles of France, and don't delay your troops.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
Peace be amongst them, if they turn to us;Else, ruin combat with their palaces!
JOAN LA PUCELLE
If they turn to us for help, peace be with them! But if not, let ruin bring down their palaces!
Enter Scout
SCOUT
Success unto our valiant general,And happiness to his accomplices!
SCOUT
I wish success to our brave general and happiness to his allies!
CHARLES
What tidings send our scouts? I prithee, speak.
CHARLES
What news do you bring, scout? I beg you, speak.
SCOUT
The English army, that divided wasInto two parties, is now conjoined in one,And means to give you battle presently.
SCOUT
The English army that was divided into two parts has now merged into one and is planning on attacking you soon.
CHARLES
Somewhat too sudden, sirs, the warning is;But we will presently provide for them.
CHARLES
That warning seems a bit of out the blue, sirs. But we will prepare ourselves immediately anyway.
BURGUNDY
I trust the ghost of Talbot is not there:Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear.
BURGUNDY
I hope that Talbot's ghost isn't there. Now that he is gone, you don't have to fear him, my lord.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
Of all base passions, fear is most accursed.Command the conquest, Charles, it shall be thine,Let Henry fret and all the world repine.
JOAN LA PUCELLE
Fear is the worst of all the main passions. Give us orders so we can win, Charles. Victory will be yours! Let Henry be scared of us and let all the world cry.
CHARLES
Then on, my lords; and France be fortunate!
CHARLES
Then, off we go, my lords! Luck be with you, France!
Exeunt
