The Legend of St. Loy With Other Poems. By John Abraham Heraud |
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She is upon her Father's breast,But not as child her Father meets —
Neither caressing nor carest!
He but sustains, and she retreats
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On Agilnoth was fixed the eye;
The soul was bound — the heart was bent
On that important strife's event —
In dubious opposition met,
Their looks were into sternness set;
But neither struck — their lifted steel
Was edge to edge opposed —
A pause — that when again they deal,
The conflict may be closed.
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