Joan of Arc, and minor poemsG. Routledge and Company, 1854 - 469 páginas |
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... host ! It were ill done to linger here when Heaven Has sent such strange assistance . Let what force Lorraine may yield to Chinon follow us ; And with the tidings of this holy Maid , Rais'd up by God , fill thou the country ; soon The ...
... host ! It were ill done to linger here when Heaven Has sent such strange assistance . Let what force Lorraine may yield to Chinon follow us ; And with the tidings of this holy Maid , Rais'd up by God , fill thou the country ; soon The ...
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... host speaks of the battle of Azincour , and the siege of Roan . AND now , beneath the horizon westering slow , Had sunk the orb of day : o'er all the vale A purple softness spread , save where the tree Its giant shadow stretch'd , or ...
... host speaks of the battle of Azincour , and the siege of Roan . AND now , beneath the horizon westering slow , Had sunk the orb of day : o'er all the vale A purple softness spread , save where the tree Its giant shadow stretch'd , or ...
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... host . " How would my heart leap once more to behold The gallant , generous chieftain ! I fought by him When all the hopes of victory were lost , And down his batter'd arms the blood stream'd fast From many a wound . Like wolves they ...
... host . " How would my heart leap once more to behold The gallant , generous chieftain ! I fought by him When all the hopes of victory were lost , And down his batter'd arms the blood stream'd fast From many a wound . Like wolves they ...
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... host We burst with fierce assault impetuous forth , For many were the warrior13 sons of Roan . O'er all that gallant ... Hosts we vow'd ; And we had baffled the besieging power , But our cold - hearted foeman drew around His strong ...
... host We burst with fierce assault impetuous forth , For many were the warrior13 sons of Roan . O'er all that gallant ... Hosts we vow'd ; And we had baffled the besieging power , But our cold - hearted foeman drew around His strong ...
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... host In victory to prove the mission sent From favouring Heaven . To the Pope refer For judgment ! Know ye not that France even now Stands tottering on destruction ! " Starting wild , With a strange look , the mission'd Maid exclaim'd ...
... host In victory to prove the mission sent From favouring Heaven . To the Pope refer For judgment ! Know ye not that France even now Stands tottering on destruction ! " Starting wild , With a strange look , the mission'd Maid exclaim'd ...
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amid arbalist arms art thou bade BATTLE OF BLENHEIM Beelzebub behold beneath bishop bless blest blood breast busy bee Charlemagne cheek cheerful chief child Chinon Christoval church cold Conrade cried crocodile dark dead death deep delight dreadful Dunois English exclaim'd fair falchion father fear feel fell fire fled France gaze grave hand happiness hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY THE HERMIT holy hope 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 poor prayer replied rest Richemont Robert Southey round silent smile song soon sorrow soul sound Southey spake stood STRANGER stream strong sword tell tempest thee thine thought tide toil towers traveller troops Twas voice walls warrior waves whilst wife wild wind woman wretched young youth
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Página 328 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won ; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun : But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro* won And our good Prince Eugene;' 'Why 'twas a very wicked thing !' Said little Wilhelmine; 'Nay . . nay . . my little girl,' quoth he, 'It was a famous victory.
Página 327 - IT wAS a summer evening; Old Kaspar's work was done. And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round. Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found. That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh...
Página 344 - O READER ! hast thou ever stood to see The Holly Tree ? The eye that contemplates it well perceives Its glossy leaves Order'd by an intelligence so wise, As might confound the Atheist's sophistries. Below, a circling fence, its leaves are seen Wrinkled and keen ; No grazing cattle through their prickly round Can reach to wound ; But as they grow where nothing is to fear, Smooth and unarm'd the pointless leaves appear.
Página 327 - And often, when I go to plough, The ploughshare turns them out. For many thousand men," said he, " Were slain in that great victory." "Now tell us what 'twas all about...
Página 328 - twas a famous victory. 'My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by; They burnt his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly: So with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head.
Página 329 - Why .'twas a very wicked thing! " Said little Wilhelmine. ">Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, " It was a famous victory. " And everybody praised the Duke, Who such a fight did win." " But what good came of it at last? " Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
Página 344 - And should my youth, as youth is apt I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the Holly Tree.
Página 264 - The shriek again was heard : it came More deep, more piercing loud ; That instant o'er the flood the moon Shone through a broken cloud ; And near them they beheld a child ; Upon a crag he stood, A little crag, and all around Was spread the rising flood. The boatman plied the oar, the boat Approach'd his resting-place ; The moon-beam shone upon the child, And show'd how pale his face. " Now reach thine hand ! " the boatman cried, "Lord William, reach and save!
Página 327 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And, with a natural sigh, "'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Página 311 - But has heard of the Well of St. Keyne. An oak and an elm tree stand beside, And behind does an ash tree grow, And a willow from the bank above Droops to the water below. A traveller came to the Well of St. Keyne ; Joyfully he drew nigh, For from cock-crow he had been travelling, And there was not a cloud in the sky. He drank of the water so cool and clear, For thirsty and hot was he ; And he sat down upon the bank, Under the willow tree.