Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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What is mar , That he can hear the groan of wretchedness And feel no fleshly pang ! Why did the All - Good Create these warrior scourges of mankind , These who delight in slaughter ? I did think There was not on this earth a heart so ...
What is mar , That he can hear the groan of wretchedness And feel no fleshly pang ! Why did the All - Good Create these warrior scourges of mankind , These who delight in slaughter ? I did think There was not on this earth a heart so ...
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He who essays Achievements of vast import , will perforce Feel his heart heave ; and in my breast I feel Such perturbation . " On the banks of Vienne Devious the Damsel turn'd . Through Chinon's gates The Son of Orleans press'd with ...
He who essays Achievements of vast import , will perforce Feel his heart heave ; and in my breast I feel Such perturbation . " On the banks of Vienne Devious the Damsel turn'd . Through Chinon's gates The Son of Orleans press'd with ...
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When his powerful will may bless A realm with peace and happiness , Or with desolating breath Breathe ruin round , and woe , and death : O give to him the flowing bowl , Bid it humanize his soul ; He shall not feel the empire's weight ...
When his powerful will may bless A realm with peace and happiness , Or with desolating breath Breathe ruin round , and woe , and death : O give to him the flowing bowl , Bid it humanize his soul ; He shall not feel the empire's weight ...
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