Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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... dreadful scene ! I saw the iron blaze Of javelins sparkling to the noontide sun , Their banners tossing to the troubled gale , And - fearful music - heard upon the wind The modulated step of multitudes . " There in the midst ...
... dreadful scene ! I saw the iron blaze Of javelins sparkling to the noontide sun , Their banners tossing to the troubled gale , And - fearful music - heard upon the wind The modulated step of multitudes . " There in the midst ...
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... dreadful ; but more dreadful dawn'd the day . The morning came . The martial Maid arose . Lovely in arms she moved . Around the gate , Eager again for conquest , throng the troops . High towered the Son of Orleans , in his strength ...
... dreadful ; but more dreadful dawn'd the day . The morning came . The martial Maid arose . Lovely in arms she moved . Around the gate , Eager again for conquest , throng the troops . High towered the Son of Orleans , in his strength ...
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... dreadful train Prepared by Salisbury over the sieged town To hurl his ruin ; but that dreadful train Must hurl their ruin on the invaders ' heads , Such retribution righteous Heaven decreed . Nor lie the English trembling , for the fort ...
... dreadful train Prepared by Salisbury over the sieged town To hurl his ruin ; but that dreadful train Must hurl their ruin on the invaders ' heads , Such retribution righteous Heaven decreed . Nor lie the English trembling , for the fort ...
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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