Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Էջ 203
But may the God of justice bid the wind Whelm that curst bark beneath the mountain wave , And bless with liberty and death the slave ! III . OH , he is worn with toil ! the big drops run Down his dark cheek ; hold - hold thy merciless ...
But may the God of justice bid the wind Whelm that curst bark beneath the mountain wave , And bless with liberty and death the slave ! III . OH , he is worn with toil ! the big drops run Down his dark cheek ; hold - hold thy merciless ...
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There's a poor girl lies buried here Beneath this very place . The earth upon her corpse is prest , The stake is driven into her breast , And a stone is on her face . The soldier had but just leant back , And now he half rose up .
There's a poor girl lies buried here Beneath this very place . The earth upon her corpse is prest , The stake is driven into her breast , And a stone is on her face . The soldier had but just leant back , And now he half rose up .
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Fair spreads the vale below : I see the stream Stream radiant on beneath the noontide sky . A passing cloud darkens the bordering steep , Where the town - spires behind the castle towers Rise graceful ; brown the mountain in its shade ...
Fair spreads the vale below : I see the stream Stream radiant on beneath the noontide sky . A passing cloud darkens the bordering steep , Where the town - spires behind the castle towers Rise graceful ; brown the mountain in its shade ...
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