Sainte Jeanne went harvesting in France, But ah! what found she there? The little streams were running red, And the torn fields were bare; And all about the ruined towers Where once her king was crowned, The hurtling ploughs of war and death Had scored the desolate ground.
Marion Couthouy Smith—Sainte Jeanne of France. Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 841-60.