Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Էջ 121
Tell to thy master , " eager he replied , " I am the foe of those court parasites Who poison the king's ear . Our country in the field , I hold Such may Du Chastel prove . " Him who shall serve my friend : So said the chief ...
Tell to thy master , " eager he replied , " I am the foe of those court parasites Who poison the king's ear . Our country in the field , I hold Such may Du Chastel prove . " Him who shall serve my friend : So said the chief ...
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The horseman replied , " I have no terror Of men who in midnight plan ; But a ghost that pops on one before or behind , And around him sees clearly while mortals are blind , - Ay , that tries the heart of the man .
The horseman replied , " I have no terror Of men who in midnight plan ; But a ghost that pops on one before or behind , And around him sees clearly while mortals are blind , - Ay , that tries the heart of the man .
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In the days of my youth , Father William replied , I remember'd that youth would fly fast , And abused not my health and my vigour at first , That I never might need them at last . You are old , Father William , the young man cried ...
In the days of my youth , Father William replied , I remember'd that youth would fly fast , And abused not my health and my vigour at first , That I never might need them at last . You are old , Father William , the young man cried ...
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