Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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... Conrade who had known him ; Nor did I feel so pressing the hard hand Of want in Orleans , ere he parted thence On perilous envoy . For of his small fare " - " Of this enough , " said Conrade . " Holy Maid ! One duty yet awaits me to ...
... Conrade who had known him ; Nor did I feel so pressing the hard hand Of want in Orleans , ere he parted thence On perilous envoy . For of his small fare " - " Of this enough , " said Conrade . " Holy Maid ! One duty yet awaits me to ...
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... Conrade past , and now had reach'd The plain , where whilome by the pleasant Loire , Cheer'd with the song , the rustics had beheld The day go down upon their merriment : No song of peace now echoed on its banks . There tents were ...
... Conrade past , and now had reach'd The plain , where whilome by the pleasant Loire , Cheer'd with the song , the rustics had beheld The day go down upon their merriment : No song of peace now echoed on its banks . There tents were ...
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... Conrade ! " she exclaim'd , pray thee meet me at the eastern gate " I With a swift steed prepared : for I must hence . " Her voice was calm ; nor Conrade through the gloor . Saw the faint flush that witness'd on her cheek High thoughts ...
... Conrade ! " she exclaim'd , pray thee meet me at the eastern gate " I With a swift steed prepared : for I must hence . " Her voice was calm ; nor Conrade through the gloor . Saw the faint flush that witness'd on her cheek High thoughts ...
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JOAN OF ARC | 1 |
EARLY POEMS | 141 |
TO A FRIEND IN THE COUNTRY | 238 |
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amid arbalist arms bade BATTLE OF BLENHEIM Beelzebub behold beneath bishop bless blest blood breast Charlemagne cheek cheerful chief child Chinon church cold Conrade cried dark dead death deep delight dreadful Dunois EDMUND EVANS English exclaim'd fair falchion father Fcap fear feel fell fled France gaze grave grew hand happiness HARRISON WEIR hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY THE HERMIT holy host hour Joan of Arc king live look'd Lord loud Maid Maiden midnight morning never night o'er Odin Orleans pale pass'd peace plain poor prayer replied rest ROBERT SOUTHEY round Sir JOHN GILBERT smile song soon sorrow soul sound Southey spake stood STRANGER stream strong sword tell tempest thee thine thought throng toil towers traveller troops Twas voice walls warrior waves whilst wife wild wind woman wretched young youth