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JOAN OF ARC.
The vanquish'd English fly towards the gate,Seeking the inner court,[1] as hoping thereAgain to dare the siege, and with their friendsFind present refuge. Ah! mistaken men! 480The vanquish'd have no friends! defeated thus,Prest by pursuit, in vain with eager voiceThey call their comrades in the suppliant tonesOf pity now, now in the indignant phraseOf fruitless anger: they indeed within 485Fast from the ramparts on the victor troopsHurl their keen javelins,—but the gate is barr'd—The huge portcullis down!Then terror seiz'd Their hopeless hearts: some, furious in despair, Turn on their foes; fear-palsied, some await 490The coming death; some drop the useless sword And cry for mercy.

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  1. ↑ Line 478. On entering the outer gate, the next part that presented itself was the outer ballium, or bailey, separated from the inner ballium by a strong embattled wall and towered gate.
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