Bear me to the heart of France Is the longing of the shield — Tell thy name, thou trembling field! Field of death, where'er thou be, Groan thou with our victory! Happy day, and mighty hour, When our shepherd, in his power, Mailed and horsed with lance...
The Recreations of Christopher North [pseud.] - Pagina 109
door John Wilson - 1852 - 307 pagina’s
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