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JOAN OF ARC.
Was happy! you too sojourn'd then in peace.Fool that I was I blam'd such happiness,Arraign'd it as a guilty selfish sloth, 270Unhappily prevailing, so I fear me,Or why art thou at Chinon?"Him the Maid Answering, address'd. "I do remember well That night: for then the holy Spirit first, Wak'd by thy words, possessed me."Conrade cried, 275"Then I have one more sin to answer for!Oh Maiden, thou wert happy! thou hadst liv'dBlessing and blest, if I had never stray'dNeedlessly rigid from my peaceful path.And thou hast left thine home then, and obey'd 280The feverish fancies of thine ardent brain!And hast thou left him too, the youth whose eyeFor ever glancing on thee, spake so wellAffection's eloquent tale?So as he said,

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