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 | The Poetical Works of Aubrey De Vere |  |
There are who swear
'Twas not her faith alone which bore her on:
By gift divine the science of the wars
Was hers, infused; yet all confess alike
Hers was besides some loftier inspiration.
Later by thirty years thus Dunois witnessed:
‘Whate'er she wrought, or spake, or looked, in her
A something supernatural still I noted.
She seemed to live in God. The superstitions
At which I laughed in peasant and in prince
In her possessed no place. She spake not oft,
And still her uttered words however great
Seemed less than others which remained unuttered,
Breed of the same high stock.’
'Twas not her faith alone which bore her on:
By gift divine the science of the wars
Was hers, infused; yet all confess alike
Hers was besides some loftier inspiration.
Later by thirty years thus Dunois witnessed:
‘Whate'er she wrought, or spake, or looked, in her
A something supernatural still I noted.
She seemed to live in God. The superstitions
At which I laughed in peasant and in prince
In her possessed no place. She spake not oft,
And still her uttered words however great
Seemed less than others which remained unuttered,
Breed of the same high stock.’
| The Poetical Works of Aubrey De Vere | |