Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Էջ 220
Why at the thought Starts the cold dew of fear on every limb ? There are no terrors to surround the grave , When the calm mind , collected in itself , Surveys that narrow house : the ghastly train That haunt the midnight of delirious ...
Why at the thought Starts the cold dew of fear on every limb ? There are no terrors to surround the grave , When the calm mind , collected in itself , Surveys that narrow house : the ghastly train That haunt the midnight of delirious ...
Էջ 275
And he bade the Old Woman of Berkeley rise And come with her master away , And e cold sweat stood on the cold cold corpse , At the voice she was forced to obey . She rose on her feet in her winding sheet , Her dead flesh quiver'd with ...
And he bade the Old Woman of Berkeley rise And come with her master away , And e cold sweat stood on the cold cold corpse , At the voice she was forced to obey . She rose on her feet in her winding sheet , Her dead flesh quiver'd with ...
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Sorely thy little one drags by thee bare - footed , Cold is the baby that hangs at thy bending back , Meagre and livid , and screaming its wretchedness . Woe - begone mother , half anger , half agony , As over thy shoulder thou lookest ...
Sorely thy little one drags by thee bare - footed , Cold is the baby that hangs at thy bending back , Meagre and livid , and screaming its wretchedness . Woe - begone mother , half anger , half agony , As over thy shoulder thou lookest ...
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