Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsGeorge Routledge, 1857 - 469 էջ |
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... Beelzebub's ; and to be sure It must be one of his imps ! -Ay , nail it hard . NATHANIEL . I wish old Margery heard the hammer go ! She'd curse the music . FATHER . Here's the curate coming , He ought to rid the parish of such vermin ...
... Beelzebub's ; and to be sure It must be one of his imps ! -Ay , nail it hard . NATHANIEL . I wish old Margery heard the hammer go ! She'd curse the music . FATHER . Here's the curate coming , He ought to rid the parish of such vermin ...
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... Beelzebub cries , Take heed how you wrong me again ! Though your caricatures for myself I despise , Make me handsomer now in the multitude's eyes , Or see if I threaten in vain ! Now the painter was bold , and religious beside , And on ...
... Beelzebub cries , Take heed how you wrong me again ! Though your caricatures for myself I despise , Make me handsomer now in the multitude's eyes , Or see if I threaten in vain ! Now the painter was bold , and religious beside , And on ...
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Robert Southey. Fool ! idiot ! old Beelzebub grinn'd as he spoke , And stampt on the scaffold in ire . The painter grew pale , for he knew it no joke , " Twas a terrible height , and the scaffolding broke , The devil could wish it no ...
Robert Southey. Fool ! idiot ! old Beelzebub grinn'd as he spoke , And stampt on the scaffold in ire . The painter grew pale , for he knew it no joke , " Twas a terrible height , and the scaffolding broke , The devil could wish it no ...
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... Beelzebub cries , You are paid for your insults to me ! But my tender heart it is easy to move , If to what I propose you agree ; That picture , -be just ! the resemblance improve , Make a handsomer portrait , your chains I'll remove ...
... Beelzebub cries , You are paid for your insults to me ! But my tender heart it is easy to move , If to what I propose you agree ; That picture , -be just ! the resemblance improve , Make a handsomer portrait , your chains I'll remove ...
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... Beelzebub lay . He smirks and he smiles , and he leers with a grace , That the painter might catch all the charms of his face , Then vanish'd in lightning away . Quoth the painter , I trust you'll suspect me no more , Since you find my ...
... Beelzebub lay . He smirks and he smiles , and he leers with a grace , That the painter might catch all the charms of his face , Then vanish'd in lightning away . Quoth the painter , I trust you'll suspect me no more , Since you find my ...
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amid arbalist arms art thou bade Beelzebub beheld beneath bless blest blood breast Charlemagne cheek cheerful chief child Chinon cold Conrade coursers cried dark dead death deep dreadful Dunois English exclaim'd fair falchion fame father fear feel fell fierce fight fire fled France gaze groan hand happiness hast hear heard heart Heaven HENRY THE HERMIT holy host hour JOAN OF ARC king live Lord loud Maid Maid of Orleans Maiden midnight monarch morning never night o'er Odin Orleans pale pass'd peace plain ponderous poor prayer replied rest Rheims Richemont ROBERT SOUTHEY round rush'd shield song soon sorrow soul sound spake stood STRANGER stream strong sword Talbot tell tempest thee thine thou thought throng toil towers traveller trembling troops Twas victor song voice walls warrior waves whilst wild wind woman wretched young youth