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Andrew Lang (Эндрю Лэнг)

A Scot to Jeanne D’Arc

DARK Lily without blame, 
  Not upon us the shame, 
Whose sires were to the Auld Alliance true; 
  They, by the Maiden’s side, 
  Victorious fought and died;
One stood by thee that fiery torment through, 
  Till the White Dove from thy pure lips had passed, 
And thou wert with thine own St. Catherine at the last. 
  Once only didst thou see, 
  In artist’s imagery,
Thine own face painted, and that precious thing 
  Was in an Archer’s hand 
  From the leal Northern land.

Andrew Lang's other poems:
  1. Melville and Coghill - The Place of the Little Hand
  2. Clerk Saunders
  3. Alison Gross
  4. Ballade of the Royal Game of Golf
  5. Ballade of His Books

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