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Joan, Joan, can you be / Tending sheep in Domrémy?
Have no voices spoken plain: / France has need of you again? - / You, so many years ago / Welcomed into Heaven, we know
Maiden without spot or taint, / First as foundling, then as saint.
Or do faggot, stake and torch / In your memory roar and scorch
Till no sound of voice comes through / Saying France has need of you?
Joan, Joan, hearken still, / Hearken, child, against your will: / Saint thou art, but at the price / Of recurring sacrifice;
Martyred many times must be / Who would keep his country free.