The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Collected by Himself. In Ten Volumes |
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Thus saying, she, with playful grace,
Loosed the wide hat, that o'er her face
(From Anatolia came the maid)
Hung, shadowing each sunny charm;
And, with a fair young armourer's aid,
Fixing it on her rounded arm,
A mimic shield with pride display'd;
Then, springing tow'rds a grove that spread
Its canopy of foliage near,
Pluck'd off a lance-like twig, and said,
“To arms, to arms,!” while o'er her head
She waved the light branch, as a spear.
Loosed the wide hat, that o'er her face
(From Anatolia came the maid)
Hung, shadowing each sunny charm;
And, with a fair young armourer's aid,
Fixing it on her rounded arm,
A mimic shield with pride display'd;
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Its canopy of foliage near,
Pluck'd off a lance-like twig, and said,
“To arms, to arms,!” while o'er her head
She waved the light branch, as a spear.
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