BOOK THE FOURTH
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For on her ear yet vibrated the voice,
"Ill-omen'd Maid I pity thee!" when lo! 215
Again that man stalk'd to the door, and stood
Scowling around.
"Why dost thou haunt me thus,"
The Monarch cried, "Is there no place secure
From thy rude insolence? unmanner'd Man!
I know thee not!"
"Then learn to know me, Charles!" 220
Solemnly he replied; "read well my face,
That thou mayest know it on that dreadful day,
When at the throne of God I shall demand
His justice on thee!" Turning from the King,
To Agnes as she enter'd, in a tone 225
More low, more awfully severe, he cried,
"Dost thou too know me not?"
She glanced on him,
And pale and breathless hid her head convuls'd
In the Maid's bosom.
"King of France!" he said,
"Ill-omen'd Maid I pity thee!" when lo! 215
Again that man stalk'd to the door, and stood
Scowling around.
"Why dost thou haunt me thus,"
The Monarch cried, "Is there no place secure
From thy rude insolence? unmanner'd Man!
I know thee not!"
"Then learn to know me, Charles!" 220
Solemnly he replied; "read well my face,
That thou mayest know it on that dreadful day,
When at the throne of God I shall demand
His justice on thee!" Turning from the King,
To Agnes as she enter'd, in a tone 225
More low, more awfully severe, he cried,
"Dost thou too know me not?"
She glanced on him,
And pale and breathless hid her head convuls'd
In the Maid's bosom.
"King of France!" he said,
"She
