Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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... never live a shameful slave ; Some region will he yet explore , Beyond the reach of Rome ; Where , upon some colder ... Never more shall Odin rest , Never quaff the sportive bowl , Or soothe in peace his slothful soul , Whilst Rome ...
... never live a shameful slave ; Some region will he yet explore , Beyond the reach of Rome ; Where , upon some colder ... Never more shall Odin rest , Never quaff the sportive bowl , Or soothe in peace his slothful soul , Whilst Rome ...
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... never youth at aught esteemed When Rudiger was by . Was never a maid in Waldhurst's walle Might match with Margaret , Her cheek was fair , her eyes were dark , Her silken locks like jet . And many a rich and noble youth Had strove to ...
... never youth at aught esteemed When Rudiger was by . Was never a maid in Waldhurst's walle Might match with Margaret , Her cheek was fair , her eyes were dark , Her silken locks like jet . And many a rich and noble youth Had strove to ...
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... never received fit recognition . Certain it is , that among the earliest collected of his writings of this kind- " The Student ' are some papers of singular power and beauty which have never been adequately appreciated . The author of ...
... never received fit recognition . Certain it is , that among the earliest collected of his writings of this kind- " The Student ' are some papers of singular power and beauty which have never been adequately appreciated . The author of ...
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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