Friedrich von Schiller's works are interesting in German prose and plays. This is the work to be shared in appreciation of the Maid of Orleans.
In the filth of ugliness, he created prose. In the black of this Obama night, it is a salve to know beauty once was, and can be even in despotic times.
Name me not a woman! Speak not of my sex!
Like to the bodiless spirits, who know not of earth's humanities, I own no sex.
Beneath this vest of steel there beats no heart.
Jehanne du Arc du Lis
Here lay me down beneath the trees, and then betake me back with speed, unto the fight;
I need no aid to die.
Talbot the English General
See you the rainbow yonder in the air?
It's golden portals heaven doth wide unfold, amid the Angel choir she radiant stands.
The eternal Son she claspeth to her breast. Her arms she stretcheth forth to me in love.
How is it with me? Light clouds bear me up.
My ponderous mail becomes a winged robe, I mount, I fly; back rolls the dwindling earth....
Jehanne du Arc du Lis
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