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JOAN OF ARC.
In dangerless manœuvres some review,The mockery of murder! follow'd himThe train of courtiers, summer-flies that sportIn the sun-beam of favor, insects sprung 90From the court dunghill, greedy blood-suckers,The foul corruption-gender'd swarm of state.
As o'er some flowery field the busy bees Pour their deep music, pleasant melody To the tired traveller, under some old oak 95Stretch'd in the checquer'd shade; or as the sound Of far-off waters down the craggy steep Dash'd with loud uproar, rose the murmer round Of admiration. Every gazing eyeDwelt on the mission'd Maid. Of all besides, 100The long procession and the gorgeous train, Tho' glittering they with gold and sparkling gems, And their rich plumes high waving to the air, Heedless.The consecrated dome they reach,

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