Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsRoutledge, 1865 - 470 էջ |
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... fields and tufted woods , and the blue depth Of heaven , and yonder glorious sun , to doubt Creating wisdom ! when in the evening gale I breathe the mingled odours of the spring , And hear the wild wood melody , and hear The populous ...
... fields and tufted woods , and the blue depth Of heaven , and yonder glorious sun , to doubt Creating wisdom ! when in the evening gale I breathe the mingled odours of the spring , And hear the wild wood melody , and hear The populous ...
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... fields look'd lovely in the spring ; But to Domremi wretched was that day , For there was lamentation , and the voice Of anguish , and the deeper agony That spake not . Never will my heart forget The feelings that shot through me , when ...
... fields look'd lovely in the spring ; But to Domremi wretched was that day , For there was lamentation , and the voice Of anguish , and the deeper agony That spake not . Never will my heart forget The feelings that shot through me , when ...
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... as thine , sir warrior ! God be with thee , And send thee better fortune than old Bertram ! I would that I were young again , to meet These haughty English in the field of fight ; Such as I was when on the fatal plain Of JOAN OF ARC . 15.
... as thine , sir warrior ! God be with thee , And send thee better fortune than old Bertram ! I would that I were young again , to meet These haughty English in the field of fight ; Such as I was when on the fatal plain Of JOAN OF ARC . 15.
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... field Was won , and those who had escaped the carnage Had yielded up their arms , it was most foul To glut on the defenceless ' prisoners The blunted sword of conquest . Girt around I to their mercy had surrendered me , When lo ! I ...
... field Was won , and those who had escaped the carnage Had yielded up their arms , it was most foul To glut on the defenceless ' prisoners The blunted sword of conquest . Girt around I to their mercy had surrendered me , When lo ! I ...
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... field , He shall not reap the harvest ; if he see His blooming children rise around , his heart Aches at the thought that they are multiplied To the sword ! Again from England the fierce fve Rush'd on our ravaged coasts . In battle bold ...
... field , He shall not reap the harvest ; if he see His blooming children rise around , his heart Aches at the thought that they are multiplied To the sword ! Again from England the fierce fve Rush'd on our ravaged coasts . In battle bold ...
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