Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Էջ 95
Morning came : dim through the shade The first rays glimmer ; soon the brightening clouds Drink the rich beam , and o'er the landscape spread The dewy light . The soldiers from the earth Leap up invigorate ...
Morning came : dim through the shade The first rays glimmer ; soon the brightening clouds Drink the rich beam , and o'er the landscape spread The dewy light . The soldiers from the earth Leap up invigorate ...
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And he who bears affliction's heavy load With patient piety , well pleased he knows The world a pilgrimage , The grave the inn of rest WRITTEN ON SUNDAY MORNING . Go thou and seek the house of prayer !
And he who bears affliction's heavy load With patient piety , well pleased he knows The world a pilgrimage , The grave the inn of rest WRITTEN ON SUNDAY MORNING . Go thou and seek the house of prayer !
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Worn out with anguish , toil , and cold , and hunger , Down sunk the wanderer , sleep had seized her senses ; There did the traveller find her in the morning , God had released her . THE CHAPEL BELL . Lo I , the man who erst the muse ...
Worn out with anguish , toil , and cold , and hunger , Down sunk the wanderer , sleep had seized her senses ; There did the traveller find her in the morning , God had released her . THE CHAPEL BELL . Lo I , the man who erst the muse ...
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