A Medley: Thy Voice Is Heard (The Princess)

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Thomas Gainsborough, Princess Elizabeth, 1782

　　Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, That beat to battle where he stands; Thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands: A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee.

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