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BOOK THE SEVENTH.
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That does not mourn a friend, a brother slain,
A parent famish'd—or his dear loved wife 70
Torn from his bosom—outcast—broken-hearted—
Cast on the mercy of mankind?"
She ceased.
The cry of indignation from the host
Burst forth, and all impatient for the war
Demand the signal. These Dunois arrays 75
In four battalions. Xaintrailles, tried in war,
Commands the first; Xaintrailles, who oft subdued
By adverse fortune to the captive chain,
Still more tremendous to the enemy,
Lifted his death-fraught lance, as erst from earth 80
Antæus vaunting in his giant bulk,
When graspt by force Herculean, down he fell
Vanquisht; anon uprose more fierce for war.

Gaucour o'er one presides. The steady friend
Of him imprisoned Orleans. Of his town 85
Beloved guardian, he the dreadful siege

Firmly