Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Էջ 172
Oh , my sire ! thy honours now Thy child has blasted on thine ancient brow ; Fallen is that darling child from virtue's name , And thy grey hairs sink to the grave with shame ! Still busy fancy bids the scene arise , Still paints the ...
Oh , my sire ! thy honours now Thy child has blasted on thine ancient brow ; Fallen is that darling child from virtue's name , And thy grey hairs sink to the grave with shame ! Still busy fancy bids the scene arise , Still paints the ...
Էջ 186
On Moriah mount is laid The father's only child ! Down Abraham's aged cheek Roll'd the paternal tear ; The big sob spoke his grief , And nature rived his heart , but rived in vain— For faith prevail'd . He rear'd the pile , He bound the ...
On Moriah mount is laid The father's only child ! Down Abraham's aged cheek Roll'd the paternal tear ; The big sob spoke his grief , And nature rived his heart , but rived in vain— For faith prevail'd . He rear'd the pile , He bound the ...
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The boatman paus'd , methought I heard A child's distressful cry ! " Twas but the howling wind of night Lord William made reply . Haste , haste ! ply swift and strong the oar ! Haste , haste across the stream ! Again Lord William heard ...
The boatman paus'd , methought I heard A child's distressful cry ! " Twas but the howling wind of night Lord William made reply . Haste , haste ! ply swift and strong the oar ! Haste , haste across the stream ! Again Lord William heard ...
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