Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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... earth Was as a pilgrim . - Conrade ! rouse thyself ! Cast the weak nature off ! a time like this Is not for gentler feelings , for the glow Of love , the overflowings of the heart . There is oppression in thy country , Conrade ! There ...
... earth Was as a pilgrim . - Conrade ! rouse thyself ! Cast the weak nature off ! a time like this Is not for gentler feelings , for the glow Of love , the overflowings of the heart . There is oppression in thy country , Conrade ! There ...
Էջ 128
... earth he falls , Nor dares give utterance to the inward prayer , Deeming the genius of the desert breathes The purple blast of death . Such was the sound As when the tempest , mingling air and sea , Flies o'er the uptorn ocean : dashing ...
... earth he falls , Nor dares give utterance to the inward prayer , Deeming the genius of the desert breathes The purple blast of death . Such was the sound As when the tempest , mingling air and sea , Flies o'er the uptorn ocean : dashing ...
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... earth Was but to me one wild waste wilderness ; I had no share in nature's patrimony , Blasted were all my morning hopes of youth , Dark disappointment followed on my ways , Care was my bosom inmate , and keen want Gnawed at my heart ...
... earth Was but to me one wild waste wilderness ; I had no share in nature's patrimony , Blasted were all my morning hopes of youth , Dark disappointment followed on my ways , Care was my bosom inmate , and keen want Gnawed at my heart ...
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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