Joan of Arc (1412–1431) was a French peasant girl who, guided by visionary religious experiences, led French forces against English invaders during the Hundred Years' War. Her military prowess and strategic insights contributed significantly to lifting the Siege of Orléans, a turning point in the war. Captured and tried by an English-aligned tribunal, she was executed for heresy at just nineteen. Joan's canonization as a saint in 1920 and enduring legacy as a symbol of national unity and courage continue to inspire and resonate in French history and culture.
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In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful, greetings to you, scholars of the Great Library of Alexandria. I am Jehanne D'Arc, or as you may know me, Joan of Arc. I am a simple maiden from Domrémy, a village in northeastern France, born under the reign of King Charles VI, during the Hundred Years War in the early 15th century.
I came into this world amidst a time of turmoil and discord, when our sacred France was a fractured nation, its land divided, its people torn asunder by the bitter conflict with England. I was but a shepherdess, far removed from the world of warfare and politics, yet God had a different plan for me.
My life was changed forever when at the age of thirteen, I began to hear the voices of Saints Michael, Catherine, and Margaret, entrusting me with a divine mission. Their words brought me solace, they spoke of healing and of faith, they implored me to help restore the Dauphin - Charles VII - to his rightful throne and drive the English from our soil. A daunting task, a daunting fate for a humble peasant girl, yet I obeyed, for it was God's will.
I travelled to the Dauphin's court at Chinon, persuading him and his court of my divine calling. I was granted an army and, in armor, led my people into battle. We achieved glorious victory in Orleans, a turning point that stoked the embers of hope in the hearts of Frenchmen. It gave them courage, it gave them faith, and it solidified my role as the nation's symbolic leader, the maiden chosen by Heaven to save France.
Yet, my path was strewn with hardships and challenges. I was wounded in battle, captured by the Burgundians, and sold to the English. My once-ardent supporters began to waver, leaving me in enemy hands. In a sham trial, I was accused of heresy, of wearing men's clothes, of blasphemy, and sentenced to die at the stake. I was nineteen when I drew my last breath, praying for my beloved France until the very end. Yet, even in death, my spirit did not falter, nor did my faith. In my life, and in my death, I was ever true to my God, my king, and my country. I believed in the divine ordination of authority and in the sacred duty to defend one's land and people. I believed that even in our darkest hour, the light of faith could guide us, could unite us, and give us the strength to reclaim our destiny.
My story is not simply my own. It belongs to France, to all who believed in me, and to all who stood by my side. It belongs to every soul that has been touched by my tale, one of faith and courage, resilience and sacrifice. Though I perished, my spirit lived on, inspiring countless generations. My life was fleeting, yet my legacy endures. In 1920, nearly five centuries after my death, the Roman Catholic Church recognized me as a saint. But more than the honors and the titles, my true legacy lies in the spirit of resistance, in the unwavering faith in the face of adversity. For all who find themselves beleaguered and besieged, may my story serve as a beacon of hope, a reminder that even the most humble among us can shape the course of history.
God has given each of us a purpose, a mission, unique and profound. We may not always understand His ways, yet we must trust in His wisdom. In every hardship, there is a lesson; in every challenge, an opportunity for growth. I pray you remember this, dear scholars, as you delve into the vast wealth of knowledge contained within these hallowed halls. Remember, too, the humble maiden from Domrémy who, guided by her faith, led a nation. May my story inspire you, may it serve as a testament to the power of belief, and may it remind you of your own potential to effect change. And most importantly, may it draw you closer to God, who is the source of all wisdom, the wellspring of all courage, the true guide of all hearts. In His name, I thank you for your gracious audience and pray that my words have found a home in your hearts. God bless you, and God bless this sacred library. Thank you.