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JOAN OF ARC.
Thrill'd her: her heart throbb'd fast—she started up, And fell upon the neck of Theodore.
"Oh! I have found thee!" cried th' enraptur'd youth, "And I shall dare the battle by thy side, 345And shield thee from the war! but tell me, JOAN,Why didst thou brood in such strange mystery,O'er this thy Heaven-doom'd purpose? trust me, MaidenI have shed many tears for that wild gloomThat so estranged thee from thy Theodore! 350If thou couldst know the anguish I endur'dWhen thou wert gone! how thro' the live-long nightI vainly travers'd o'er thy wonted paths,Making the forest echo to thy name!Our mother too! in sooth it was unkind 355To leave us thus!"Mindless of her high call, Again the lowly shepherdess of Arc, In half-articulated words the Maid Express'd her joy. Of Elinor she ask'd,

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