Saint Joan : $b A chronicle play in six scenes and an epilogueShaw, Bernard
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Saint Joan : $b A chronicle play in six scenes and an epilogue
Shaw, Bernard
Christian women saints -- Drama; France -- History -- Charles VII, 1422-1461 -- Drama; Joan, of Arc, Saint, 1412-1431 -- Drama
The devilish pride that has led her into her present
peril has left no mark on her countenance. Strange as it may seem to
you, it has even left no mark on her character outside those special
matters in which she is proud; so that you will see a diabolical pride
and a natural humility seated side by side in the selfsame soul.
Therefore be on your guard. God forbid that I should tell you to harden
your hearts; for her punishment if we condemn her will be so cruel that
we should forfeit our own hope of divine mercy were there one grain of
malice against her in our hearts. But if you hate cruelty—and if any man
here does not hate it I command him on his soul’s salvation to quit this
holy court—I say, if you hate cruelty, remember that nothing is so cruel
in its consequences as the toleration of heresy. Remember also that no
court of law can be so cruel as the common people are to those whom they
suspect of heresy. The heretic in the hands of the Holy Office is safe
from violence, is assured of a fair trial, and cannot suffer death, even
when guilty, if repentance follows sin. Innumerable lives of heretics
have been saved because the Holy Office has taken them out of the hands
of the people, and because the people have yielded them up, knowing that
the Holy Office would deal with them. Before the Holy Inquisition
existed, and even now when its officers are not within reach, the
unfortunate wretch suspected of heresy, perhaps quite ignorantly and
unjustly, is stoned, torn in pieces, drowned, burned in his house with
all his innocent children, without a trial, unshriven, unburied save as
a dog is buried: all of them deeds hateful to God and most cruel to man.
Gentlemen: I am compassionate by nature as well as by my profession; and
though the work I have to do may seem cruel to those who do not know how
much more cruel it would be to leave it undone, I would go to the stake
myself sooner than do it if I did not know its righteousness, its
necessity, its essential mercy. I ask you to address yourself to this
trial in that conviction. Anger is a bad counsellor: cast out anger.
Pity is sometimes a worse: cast out pity. But do not cast out mercy.
Remember only that justice comes first. Have you anything to say, my
lord, before we proceed to trial?
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