SCENE II. France. Plains in Anjou.
Enter CHARLES, BURGUNDY, ALENCON, BASTARD OF ORLEANS, REIGNIER, JOAN LA PUCELLE, and forces
These news, my lord, may cheer our drooping spirits:
‘Tis said the stout Parisians do revolt
And turn again unto the warlike French.
The English army, that divided was
Into two parties, is now conjoined in one,
And means to give you battle presently.
Of all base passions, fear is most accursed.
Command the conquest, Charles, it shall be thine,
Let Henry fret and all the world repine.