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CHAPTER VII.
THE CRUSADES.
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"No idle fancy was it when of yore Pilgrims in countless numbers braved the seas, And legions battled on the farthest shore, |
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Only to pray at Thy sepulchral bed, Only in pious gratitude to kiss The sacred earth on which Thy feet did tread." |
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Uhland, An den Unsichtbaren. |
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