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" Full was his eye,” exclaim'd the Bastard Son
Of Orleans, “yet it beam'd benevolence.
“I never yet saw love so dignified !
“ There lived not one his vassal, but adored
"The good the gallant Chief. Amid his halls

High blazed the hospitable hearth, the pilgrim “Of other countries, seeing his high towers,

Rejoiced, for he had often heard of Orleans. “He lives, my brother! bound in the hard chain “ He lives most wretched.”

The big tear roll'd down The Warriors cheeks.“ But he shall live, Dunois," Exclaim'd the Mission'd Maid, “ but he shall live "To hear good tidings; hear of liberty, “Of his own liberty, by his brother's arm "Atchiev'd in hard fought battle. He shall live

Happy :* the memory of his prison'd years

* The Maid declared upon her trial, that God loved the Duke of Orleans, and that she had received more revelations

“ And send thee better fortune than old Bertram !

“I would that I were young again to meet
“ These haughty English in the field of fight;
“Such as I was when on the fatal plain
~ Of Azincour I met them.”

« Wert thou then

A sharer in that dreadful day's defeat ?" Exclaim'd the Bastard, “ didst thou know the chief « Of Orleans ?"

“ Know him !" the old veteran cried, " I saw bim ere the bloody fight began

Riding from rank to rank, his beaver up, “ The long lance quivering in his mighty grasp. “ Full was his eye and fierce, yet beaming still “On all his countrymen, chearful and mild, “ Winning all hearts. Looking at thee Sir Knight, 56 Methinks I see him now; such was his eye “ So mild in peace, such was his mauly brow; “ Beshrew me but I weep at the remembrance."

" Full was his eye,” exclaim'd the Bastard Son
Of Orleans, yet it beam'd benevolence.
“I never yet saw love so dignified !
" There lived not one his vassal, but adored
“The good the gallant Chief. Amid his halls
"High blazed the hospitable hearth, the pilgrim
“Of other countries, seeing his high towers,

Rejoiced, for he had often heard of Orleans.
He lives,

my

brother! bound in the hard chain “ He lives most wretched."

The big tear roll'd down The Warriors cheeks.“ But he shall live, Dunois," Exclaim'd the Mission'd Maid, “ but he shall live "To hear good tidings; hear of liberty, “Of his own liberty, by his brother's arm " Atchiev'd in hard fought battle. He shall live

Happy :* the memory of his prison'd years

* The Maid declared upon her trial, that God loved the Duke of Orleans, and that she had received more revelations

* Shall heighten all his joys, and his grey hairs “ Go to the grave in peace."

" I would fain live To see that day," replied their aged host, “ How would iny 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 hemm'd us in “ Fierce in unhoped for conquest : all around “Our dead and dying countrymen lay heap'd; “ Yet still he strove; I wondered at his valour! « There was not one who on that fatal day “Fought bravelier."

“ Fatal was that day to France,"

concerning him, than any person living, except the King.

Rapin. Orleans during his long captivity “ had learnt to court the fair ladies of England in their native strains," among the Harleian M.S.S. is a collection of " love poems, roundets and

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