Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Արդյունքներ 74–ի 1-ից 3-ը:
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In the desolate pile I drove my flock , with no irreverent thoughts , Nor mindless that the place on which I trod Was holy ground . It was a fearful night ! Devoutly to the virgin saint I pray'd , Then heap'd the wither'd leaves that ...
In the desolate pile I drove my flock , with no irreverent thoughts , Nor mindless that the place on which I trod Was holy ground . It was a fearful night ! Devoutly to the virgin saint I pray'd , Then heap'd the wither'd leaves that ...
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But at length A priest replied : 66 Woman , thou seemst to scoru The ordinances of the holy church , And , if I rightly understand thy words , Thou sayest that solitude and nature taught Thy feelings of religion , and that now Masses ...
But at length A priest replied : 66 Woman , thou seemst to scoru The ordinances of the holy church , And , if I rightly understand thy words , Thou sayest that solitude and nature taught Thy feelings of religion , and that now Masses ...
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To - morrow's sun , Breaking the darkness of the sepulchre , Shall on that armour gleam , through many an age Kept holy and inviolate by time . " She said , and rising , from the board retired . Meantime the herald's brazen voice ...
To - morrow's sun , Breaking the darkness of the sepulchre , Shall on that armour gleam , through many an age Kept holy and inviolate by time . " She said , and rising , from the board retired . Meantime the herald's brazen voice ...
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