Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor Poems |
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Էջ 53
To a neighbouring youth my hand , In holy wedlock soon to be conbin'd , Was plighted : my poor Francis ! " Here she paus'd , And here she wept awhile . " We did not dream The desolating sword of War would stoop To us ; but soon ...
To a neighbouring youth my hand , In holy wedlock soon to be conbin'd , Was plighted : my poor Francis ! " Here she paus'd , And here she wept awhile . " We did not dream The desolating sword of War would stoop To us ; but soon ...
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The herald soon Meeting the missioned Virgin , told his tale . Trembling she hastened on , and when she knew The death - pale face of Conrade , scarce could Joan Lift up the expiring warrior's heavy hand , And press it to her heart .
The herald soon Meeting the missioned Virgin , told his tale . Trembling she hastened on , and when she knew The death - pale face of Conrade , scarce could Joan Lift up the expiring warrior's heavy hand , And press it to her heart .
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Lov'd of my heart , the conflict soon must cease , Soon must this harrow'd bosom rest in peace ; Soon must it heave the last soul - rending breath , And sink to slumber in the arms of death . To slumber ! oh , that I might slumber there ...
Lov'd of my heart , the conflict soon must cease , Soon must this harrow'd bosom rest in peace ; Soon must it heave the last soul - rending breath , And sink to slumber in the arms of death . To slumber ! oh , that I might slumber there ...
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