Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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... amid the midnight storm , Flash'd far a festive light . The Maid advanced ; Deep through the sky the hollow thunders roll'd ; Innocuous lightnings round the hallowed banner Wreathed their red radiance . 34 Through the opened gate Slow ...
... amid the midnight storm , Flash'd far a festive light . The Maid advanced ; Deep through the sky the hollow thunders roll'd ; Innocuous lightnings round the hallowed banner Wreathed their red radiance . 34 Through the opened gate Slow ...
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... amid the blessed host of saints , And unborn pilgrims at thy hallowed shrine Pour forth their pious offerings . " " Hear me , priest " Exclaim'd the awakened Maid ; " amid these tombs , Cold as their clayey tenants , know , my heart ...
... amid the blessed host of saints , And unborn pilgrims at thy hallowed shrine Pour forth their pious offerings . " " Hear me , priest " Exclaim'd the awakened Maid ; " amid these tombs , Cold as their clayey tenants , know , my heart ...
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... amid The abundant earth , and blindly bow them down Before the Moloch shrines of wealth and power , Authors of evil . Oh , it is most sweet To medicine with thy wiles the wearied heart , Sick of reality . The little pile That tops the ...
... amid The abundant earth , and blindly bow them down Before the Moloch shrines of wealth and power , Authors of evil . Oh , it is most sweet To medicine with thy wiles the wearied heart , Sick of reality . The little pile That tops the ...
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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