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 Astonish'd by his speech Stood Charles. "At one of meaner estimation I should have smil'd, Dunois. Thy well-known worth, The loyalty of all thy noble house, Compel me even to this a most strange tale To lend a serious ear. A woman sent From Heaven, the Saviour of this wasted realm, Whose magic touch awoke thee to new life When gash'd with wounds and senseless! Son of Orleans, Ill now beseems ought hazardous. My state Totters upon destruction. Is my person Known to this woman?" "She has liv'd retir'd," The Bastard answer'd, "ignorant of courts, And little heeding, till the spirit of God Rous'd her to this great work." To him the King, "She knows not then my person. Thou, Dunois, Lead here the Maiden. On the throne meantime, I the while mingling with the menial throng, "Some