Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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Էջ 69
... blood - guiltiness , shall meet the war . " " And who art thou ? " cried Suffolk , and his eye Grew fierce and wrath - inflamed ; " what fool art thou That at this woman's bidding comest to brave The host of England ? Thou shalt have ...
... blood - guiltiness , shall meet the war . " " And who art thou ? " cried Suffolk , and his eye Grew fierce and wrath - inflamed ; " what fool art thou That at this woman's bidding comest to brave The host of England ? Thou shalt have ...
Էջ 90
... blood its edge . The herald saw , He saw her red blood gushing from the wound , And turn'd from Talbot heedless of himself , And lifting up his falchion , all his force Concenter'd . On the breast of Salisbury It fell , and pierced his ...
... blood its edge . The herald saw , He saw her red blood gushing from the wound , And turn'd from Talbot heedless of himself , And lifting up his falchion , all his force Concenter'd . On the breast of Salisbury It fell , and pierced his ...
Էջ 102
... blood , for lightly o'er the court Bounded the warrior Virgin . Glacidas Levelled his bow again ; the fated shaft Fled true , and difficultly through the mail Pierced to her neck , and tinged its point with blood . " She bleeds ! She ...
... blood , for lightly o'er the court Bounded the warrior Virgin . Glacidas Levelled his bow again ; the fated shaft Fled true , and difficultly through the mail Pierced to her neck , and tinged its point with blood . " She bleeds ! She ...
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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