Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Went to the I remember , as her corse there was a lark sprung up , grave , And soaring in the sunshine , caroll'd loud A joyful song ; and in mine heart I thought , That of the multitude of beings , man Alone was wretched .
Went to the I remember , as her corse there was a lark sprung up , grave , And soaring in the sunshine , caroll'd loud A joyful song ; and in mine heart I thought , That of the multitude of beings , man Alone was wretched .
Էջ 74
She bids the trumpet of retreat resound ; A pleasant music to the routed ranks Blows the loud blast . Obedient to its voice The French , though eager on the invaders ' heads To wreak their wrath , stay the victorious ...
She bids the trumpet of retreat resound ; A pleasant music to the routed ranks Blows the loud blast . Obedient to its voice The French , though eager on the invaders ' heads To wreak their wrath , stay the victorious ...
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loud she cries , And loud on God she calls ; Then from the grasp of Rudiger The little infant falls . And loud he shrieked , for now his frams The huge black arms clasped round , And dragged the wretched Rudiger Adown the dark profound ...
loud she cries , And loud on God she calls ; Then from the grasp of Rudiger The little infant falls . And loud he shrieked , for now his frams The huge black arms clasped round , And dragged the wretched Rudiger Adown the dark profound ...
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