The Works of Frederick Schiller

Chapter 415

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LA HIRE returns, CHARLES, SOREL.

SOREL. You come alone? You do not bring him back? [Observing him more closely. La Hire! What news? What does that look announce? Some new calamity?

LA HIRE. Calamity Hath spent itself; sunshine is now returned.

SOREL. What is it? I implore you.

LA HIRE (to the KING). Summon back The delegates from Orleans.

CHARLES. Why? What is it?

LA HIRE. Summon them back! Thy fortune is reversed. A battle has been fought, and thou hast conquered.

SOREL. Conquered! Oh, heavenly music of that word!

CHARLES. La Hire! A fabulous report deceives thee; Conquered! In conquest I believe no more.

LA HIRE. Still greater wonders thou wilt soon believe. Here cometh the archbishop. To thine arms He leadeth back Dunois.

SOREL. O beauteous flower Of victory, which doth the heavenly fruits Of peace and reconcilement bear at once!