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The Poetical Works of Aubrey De Vere

De Vere, Aubrey (1814-1902)

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VOL. I. THE SEARCH AFTER PROSERPINE
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VOL. II.
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VOL. III.
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VOL. IV.
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VOL. V.
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INISFAIL
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“THE IRISH SISTERS.”
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EARLY POEMS:
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HYMNS.
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Sonnets.
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SONNETS BY THE LATE HON STEPHEN E. SPRING RICE.
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POEMS FOR THE MOST PART CONNECTED WITH THE GREAT IRISH FAMINE, 1846—1849.
  
[dedication]
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Sonnets.
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Irish Odes.
  
SONNET.
  
TO CHARLES COUNT DE MONTALEMBERT,
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Sonnets.
  
SHEPHERD SONG.
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I. JOAN OF ARC.
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II. THE PRINCE OF WALES' TRIBUTE OF PRAISE TO FATHER DAMIEN.
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III. ON THE LATE PILGRIMAGE TO PARAY LE MONIAL.
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IV. ST. CHRYSOSTOM'S RETURN FROM EXILE.
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V. THE DEATH OF POPE HILDEBRAND.
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VI. THE FORMULARY OF POPE HORMISDAS.
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VII. THE SPANISH ARMADA AND THE ENGLISH CATHOLICS.
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VIII. THE ISLAND OF IONA.
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IX. MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS.
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X. A PORTRAIT OF ANNE BOLEYN.
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XI. ON THE CONSECRATION OF ST. PATRICK'S NEW CATHEDRAL AT ARMAGH.
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XII. ON THE CONSECRATION OF IRELAND TO THE SACRED HEART.
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ON THE LAYING OF THE FOUNDATION STONE OF THE NEW CHURCH AT MAYNOOTH COLLEGE.
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XIII. THE PAST.
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XIV. THE FOUNDATION STONE.
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XV. THE MAYNOOTH CENTENARY;
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XVI. THE NEW CATHOLIC CHURCH NEAR WINDERMERE.
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XVII. WALNA CRAG, AND ‘THE LADY'S RAKE,’ DERWENTWATER.
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XVIII. ULSWATER.
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URBS ROMA
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SAINT PETER'S CHAINS;
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VOL. VI. LEGENDS AND RECORDS OF THE CHURCH AND THE EMPIRE

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The murder craft
Ended not there. Next morning she awoke
Roused by a sun-flash from her knightly mail
In malice filched from her when captured first,
In malice worse restored. With beating heart
She gazed upon those arms. She mused: ‘I feared
At first to wear them though at God's command.
How soon that maiden fear was changed to joy
At Orleans late delivered, then at Rheims
Rheims where I longed to leave them—that is past!
Armour no more I wear in war for ever.
What then? My task is wrought, my King is King!
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This chance reveals to me my last high duty:—
I wear them one hour more.’
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