_That worst woe_; Literature, even ancient literature, has no phrase more
deeply felt and pathetic than the words which the Persian nobleman at the
feast in Thebes before Plataea addressed to Thersander of
Orchomenus:--[Greek text]: (_Herodotus_, IX: xvi).

_One morn he lay_; The _Vision_ opens with a picture of the poet asleep
on Malvern Hill: the last of the added poems closing as he wakes with the
Easter chimes.

_Old measures_; Langland's metre 'is more uncouth than that of his
predecessors' (Hallam, _Mid. Ag_. Ch. IX: Pt. iii).

_In the Minster_; Chaucer was buried at the entrance of S. Benet's Chapel
in Westminster Abbey.



JEANNE D'ARC


1424

So many stars in heaven,--
Flowers in the meadow that shine;
--This little one of Domremy,
What special grace is thine?
By the fairy beech and the fountain
What but a child with thy brothers?
Among the maids of the valley