Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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Robert Southey. For in the entrance of the fort the fight Raged fiercely , and together through the gate The vanquish'd ... Fierce in the gate - way raged the deadly war ; For there the Maiden strove , and Conrade there , And he of lowly ...
Robert Southey. For in the entrance of the fort the fight Raged fiercely , and together through the gate The vanquish'd ... Fierce in the gate - way raged the deadly war ; For there the Maiden strove , and Conrade there , And he of lowly ...
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... fierce course . She by that unknown man Now urged the war , when on her plumed helm The hostile falchion fell . On high she lifts Her hallowed sword , the tenant of the tomb , And drench'd it in his bosom . On the front Of one , his ...
... fierce course . She by that unknown man Now urged the war , when on her plumed helm The hostile falchion fell . On high she lifts Her hallowed sword , the tenant of the tomb , And drench'd it in his bosom . On the front Of one , his ...
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... fierce in conquest , and the hope Of glory rose within him . Her to meet He spurr'd his horse , by one decisive deed Or to retrieve the battle , or to fall With honour . Each beneath the other's blow Bowed down ; thier lances shivered ...
... fierce in conquest , and the hope Of glory rose within him . Her to meet He spurr'd his horse , by one decisive deed Or to retrieve the battle , or to fall With honour . Each beneath the other's blow Bowed down ; thier lances shivered ...
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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