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“ That ye may eat the flesh of mighty men,
“ And now, lest all should perish,” she pursued, “ The women and the infirm must from the town “ Go forth and seek their fate.
wenn . “ I will not now “ Recall the moment when on my poor Francis .“ With a long look I hung! At dead of night “ Made mute by fear, we mount the secret bark, " And glide adown the stream with silent oars : “ Thus thrown upon the mercy of mankind, “ I wander'd reckless where, till wearied out, “ And cold at heart, I laid me down to die : “ So by this warrior found. Him I had known “ And loved, for all loved Conrade who had known him ; “ Nor did I feel so pressing the hard hand “ Of want in Orleans, ere he parted thence “ On perilous envoy. For of his small fare”
“ Of this enough,” said Conrade; “ Holy Maid !
“ One duty yet awaits, me to perform. “ Orleans her envoy sent me, to demand “ Aid from her idle Sovereign. Willingly “ Did I achieve the hazardous enterprise, “ For rumour had already made me fear “ The ill that hath fallen on me. It remains, “ Ere I do banish me from human kind, “ That I re-enter Orleans, and announce “ Thy march. 'Tis night... and hark! how dead a
“ silence ! “ Fit hour to tread so perilous a path !"
So saying, Conrade from the tent went forth.
JOAN OF ARC.
THE SIXTH BOOK.
The night was calm, and many a moving cloud
Alarm’d him ; nearer drew the fearful sound
“ Whence art thou ?” cried the warrior ; “ on what
6 charge “ Commission'd !"
“ Is it not the voice of Conrade ?" Francis exclaim'd ; " and dost thou bring to us
“ Tidings of speedy aid ? Oh! had it come “ A few hours earlier ! Isabel is gone !"
“ Nay, she is safe,” cried Conrade; “ her I found “ When wilder'd in the forest, and consign'd “ To the protection of the holy Maid, “ The delegate of Heaven. One evening more “ And thou shalt see thine Isabel. Now say, “ Wherefore alone? A fugitive from Orleans, " Or sent on dangerous service from the town !"
“ There is no food in Orleans," he replied, “Scarce a meal more! the assembled chiefs resolved, “: If thou shouldst bring no tidings of near aid, “ To cut their way to safety, or by death « Prevent the pang of famine. One they sought “ Who venturous in the English camp should spy “ Where safest they might rush upon the foe. “ The perilous task I chose, then desperate “ Of happiness.”