Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Արդյունքներ 81–ի 1-ից 3-ը:
Էջ 10
Did that God , ' Cried Conrade , ' form thy heart for happiness When Desolation royally careers Over thy wretched country ? Did that God Form thee for peace when Slaughter is abroad , When her brooks run with blood , and Rape and Murder ...
Did that God , ' Cried Conrade , ' form thy heart for happiness When Desolation royally careers Over thy wretched country ? Did that God Form thee for peace when Slaughter is abroad , When her brooks run with blood , and Rape and Murder ...
Էջ 221
Eternal one , thou knowest How that poor heart , even in the bitter hour Of lewdest revelry , has inly yearned For peace . My Father ! I will call on thee , Pour to thy mercy - seat my earnest prayer , And wait thy righteous will ...
Eternal one , thou knowest How that poor heart , even in the bitter hour Of lewdest revelry , has inly yearned For peace . My Father ! I will call on thee , Pour to thy mercy - seat my earnest prayer , And wait thy righteous will ...
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When my sick heart ( Sick with hope long delayed , than which no care Presses the crushed heart heavier ; ) from itself Seeks the best comfort , often have I deemed That thou didst witness every inmost thought , Seward ! my dear dead ...
When my sick heart ( Sick with hope long delayed , than which no care Presses the crushed heart heavier ; ) from itself Seeks the best comfort , often have I deemed That thou didst witness every inmost thought , Seward ! my dear dead ...
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