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TO JEANNE D'ARC.
YOU gazed into the great Beyond,
And in your face the love of country burned,
But who can say what scenes to come
Beheld those eyes to Heaven upturned?

The world was hushed,
Wrapped in the misty light
Which hovered o'er the distant hills,
When daylight yielded prestige to the night.

Ah! maiden standing 'neath the tree,
The mystery of ages on your brow,
A voice from out the twilight seemed to say:
"Maiden of God, go boldly now."

A knight in armor you beheld,
Riding amid the battle's thick affray;
Before you was a flying host
Which to the foemen brought dismay.

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