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6792	Schiller, Friedrich	The Maid of Orleans: A Tragedy			.txt	text/plain	30800	4627	94	Then with King Rene thou may'st tend thy sheep! Still at this king thou lov'st to point thy jest; To implore thee, sire, to pity thy poor town, This utterance came not from thy heart, my king, Thy noble heart, which hath been sorely riven Heaven in thy gentle spirit hath prepared Bastard of Orleans, thou wilt tempt thy God! Thou art abased, hence God exalteth thee. Thy part thou hast accomplished now, Johanna! If in thy love thou hopest to be happy, Defend thy life, for death doth summon thee. Hast thou fulfilled thy word,--how rapidly Shall be accomplished, thou'lt resign thy arms, Thou killest all the English whom thy sword When thou didst see, God's shield abandoned thee, Thou hast fulfilled thy promise, France is free, And let us see thee in thy form of light Thee I can never love, but if thy heart	./cache/6792.txt	./txt/6792.txt