Joan of Arc, Ballads, Lyrics, and Minor PoemsG. Routledge and sons, 1870 - 469 էջ |
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... wave , could our sight From the rocks of the shore catch the light - house's light ; In vain to the beach to assist us they press , We fire faster and faster our guns of distress ; Still , with rage unabating , the wind and waves roar ...
... wave , could our sight From the rocks of the shore catch the light - house's light ; In vain to the beach to assist us they press , We fire faster and faster our guns of distress ; Still , with rage unabating , the wind and waves roar ...
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... waves they sail sublime ; And now the Spaniards see the silvery cliffs , Behold the sea - girt land ! O fools ! to ... waves To guard his favourite isle ! On come her gallant mariners ! What now avail Rome's boasted charms ? Where ...
... waves they sail sublime ; And now the Spaniards see the silvery cliffs , Behold the sea - girt land ! O fools ! to ... waves To guard his favourite isle ! On come her gallant mariners ! What now avail Rome's boasted charms ? Where ...
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Robert Southey. And hark the angry winds arise , Old Ocean heaves his angry waves ; The winds and waves against the invaders fight , To guard the sea - girt land . Howling around his palace towers The Spanish despot hears the storm He ...
Robert Southey. And hark the angry winds arise , Old Ocean heaves his angry waves ; The winds and waves against the invaders fight , To guard the sea - girt land . Howling around his palace towers The Spanish despot hears the storm He ...
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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