Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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... holy ground . It was a fearful night ! Devoutly to the virgin saint I pray'd , Then heap'd the wither'd leaves that the autumn wind Had drifted in , and laid me down upon them , And sure I think I slept . But so it was That , in the ...
... holy ground . It was a fearful night ! Devoutly to the virgin saint I pray'd , Then heap'd the wither'd leaves that the autumn wind Had drifted in , and laid me down upon them , And sure I think I slept . But so it was That , in the ...
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... holy ordeal . Let her , bound and stript , Lest haply in her clothes should be conceal'd Some holy relic so profaned , be cast In the deep pond ; there if she float , no doubt Some fiend upholds , but if she instant sink , Sure sign is ...
... holy ordeal . Let her , bound and stript , Lest haply in her clothes should be conceal'd Some holy relic so profaned , be cast In the deep pond ; there if she float , no doubt Some fiend upholds , but if she instant sink , Sure sign is ...
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... holy and inviolate by time . " She said , and rising , from the board retired . Meantime the herald's brazen voice proclaim'd Coming solemnity , and far and wide Spread the strange tidings . Every labour ceas'd ; The ploughman from the ...
... holy and inviolate by time . " She said , and rising , from the board retired . Meantime the herald's brazen voice proclaim'd Coming solemnity , and far and wide Spread the strange tidings . Every labour ceas'd ; The ploughman from the ...
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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