Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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... side he sat , And not a word said he . Nay - why so downcast ? Jaspar cried , Come - cheer up , Jonathan ! Drink , neighbour , drink ! ' twill warm thy heart Come ! come ! take courage , man ! ' He took the cup that Jaspar gave , And ...
... side he sat , And not a word said he . Nay - why so downcast ? Jaspar cried , Come - cheer up , Jonathan ! Drink , neighbour , drink ! ' twill warm thy heart Come ! come ! take courage , man ! ' He took the cup that Jaspar gave , And ...
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... side , In one another's arms they died . And side by side they there are laid , The Christian youth and Moorish maid , But never cross was planted there , To mark the victims of despair . Yet every Murcian maid can tell Where Laila lies ...
... side , In one another's arms they died . And side by side they there are laid , The Christian youth and Moorish maid , But never cross was planted there , To mark the victims of despair . Yet every Murcian maid can tell Where Laila lies ...
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... side to side , Pealing among the echoing rocks resound ; A patient , thoughtless , much - enduring band , Joyful they enter on their ocean way , With shouts exulting leave their native land , And know no care beyond the present day ...
... side to side , Pealing among the echoing rocks resound ; A patient , thoughtless , much - enduring band , Joyful they enter on their ocean way , With shouts exulting leave their native land , And know no care beyond the present day ...
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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