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JOAN OF ARC.
The mountain torrent flings precipitate
Its bulk of waters, tho' amid the fall
Shattered, and dashing silvery from the rock.
Its bulk of waters, tho' amid the fall
Shattered, and dashing silvery from the rock.
Lo! on the bridge he stands, the undaunted man 330
Conrade! the gathered foes along the wall
Throng opposite, and on him point their pikes,
Cresting with armed men the battlements.
He, undismayed tho' on that perilous height,
Stood firm, and hurl'd his javelin; the keen point 335
Pierced thro' the destined victim, where his arm
Join'd the broad breast: a wound that skilful care
Haply had heal'd; but, him disabled now
For farther service, the unpitying throng
Of his tumultuous comrades from the wall 340
Thrust headlong.
Nor did Conrade cease to hurl
His deadly javelins fast, for well within
The tower was stor'd with weapons, to the Chief
Quickly supplied: nor did the mission'd Maid
Conrade! the gathered foes along the wall
Throng opposite, and on him point their pikes,
Cresting with armed men the battlements.
He, undismayed tho' on that perilous height,
Stood firm, and hurl'd his javelin; the keen point 335
Pierced thro' the destined victim, where his arm
Join'd the broad breast: a wound that skilful care
Haply had heal'd; but, him disabled now
For farther service, the unpitying throng
Of his tumultuous comrades from the wall 340
Thrust headlong.
Nor did Conrade cease to hurl
His deadly javelins fast, for well within
The tower was stor'd with weapons, to the Chief
Quickly supplied: nor did the mission'd Maid
Rest
