to earthly love ne'er yields her heart. Look upon me! a virgin, like thyself; I to the Christ, the Lord divine, gave birth, And am myself divine!" Mine eyelids then She touched, and when I upward turned my amaze, Heaven's wide expanse was filled with angel-boys, Who bore white lilies in their hands, while tones Of sweetest music floated through the air. And thus on three successive nights appeared The Holy One, and cried,—"Arise, Johanna! The Lord appoints thee to another task!"    And when the third night she revealed herself, Wrathful she seemed, and chiding spake these words:    "Obedience, woman's duty here on earth; Severe endurance is her heavy doom;    She must be purified through discipline; Who serveth here, is glorified above!"    While thus she spake, she let her shepherd garb Fail from her, and as Queen of Heaven stood forth Enshrined in radiant light, while golden clouds Upbore her slowly to the realms of bliss.        [All are moved; AGNES SOREL weeping, hides her face on the bosom of the KING. ARCHBISHOP (after a long pause). Before divine credentials such as these Each doubt of earthly prudence must subside, Her deeds attest the truth of what she speaks, For God alone such wonders can achieve. DUNOIS. I credit not her wonders, but her eyes Which beam with innocence and purity.     CHARLES. Am I, a sinner, worthy of such favor? Infallible, All-searching eye, thou seest Mine inmost heart, my deep humility! JOHANNA. Humility shines brightly in the skies; Thou art abased, hence God exalteth thee. CHARLES. Shall I indeed withstand mine enemies? JOHANNA. France I will lay submissive at thy feet! CHARLES. And Orleans, say'st thou, will not be surrendered? JOHANNA. The Loire shall sooner roll its waters back. CHARLES. Shall I in triumph enter into Rheims? JOHANNA. I through ten thousand foes will lead you there.        [The knights make a noise with their lances and shields, and evince signs of courage.     DUNOIS. Appoint the maiden to command the host! We follow blindly whereso'er she leads! The Holy One's prophetic eye shall guide, And this brave sword from danger shall protect her! LA HIRE. A universe in arms we will not fear, If she, the mighty one, precede our troops. The God of battle walketh by her side; Let her conduct us on to victory!        [The knights clang their arms and step forward. CHARLES. Yes, holy maiden, do thou lead mine host; My chiefs and warriors shall submit to thee. This sword of matchless temper, proved in war, Sent back in anger by the Constable, Hath found a hand more worthy. Prophetess, Do thou receive it, and 

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