 | Zóphiël ; or, the bride of seven |  |
XXI.
“Yet think not I would live. Alas! to meNo warrior of my country e'er shall come;
And forth with dance and flowers and minstrelsy
I go to bid no brother welcome home.
| Zóphiël ; or, the bride of seven | |
No warrior of my country e'er shall come;
And forth with dance and flowers and minstrelsy
I go to bid no brother welcome home.