Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Էջ 173
Think from the grave she speaks the last decree , " What I am now , soon , Henry , thou must be ! " Then be this voice of wonted power possest , To melt thy heart , and triumph in thy breast : So should my prayers with just success be ...
Think from the grave she speaks the last decree , " What I am now , soon , Henry , thou must be ! " Then be this voice of wonted power possest , To melt thy heart , and triumph in thy breast : So should my prayers with just success be ...
Էջ 309
I have past by about that hour When men are not most brave ; It did not make my heart to fail , And I have heard the nightingale Sing sweetly on her grave . I have past by about that hour When ghosts their freedom have ; But there was ...
I have past by about that hour When men are not most brave ; It did not make my heart to fail , And I have heard the nightingale Sing sweetly on her grave . I have past by about that hour When ghosts their freedom have ; But there was ...
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Reflection , too , may love the hour When nature , hid in winter's grave , No more expands the bursting bud , Or bids the flowret bloom . For nature soon in spring's best charms Shall rise revived from winter's grave , Again expand the ...
Reflection , too , may love the hour When nature , hid in winter's grave , No more expands the bursting bud , Or bids the flowret bloom . For nature soon in spring's best charms Shall rise revived from winter's grave , Again expand the ...
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