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Than the rich-jewelled coffer of Darius, [25]
Transported shall be at high festivals
Before the kings and queens of France.
No longer on Saint Denis will we cry,
But Joan la Pucelle shall be France’s saint.
Come in, and let us banquet royally [30]
After this golden day of victory.
Flourish. Exeunt.
