The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson. [Vol.8,9 are of the 1878 ed. With] The dramatic works [&c.]. |
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Strana 34
... the city's stilly sound , And deep myrrh - thickets blowing round The stately cedar , tamarisks , Thick rosaries of scented thorn , Tall orient shrubs , and obelisks Graven with emblems of the time , In honour of 34 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
... the city's stilly sound , And deep myrrh - thickets blowing round The stately cedar , tamarisks , Thick rosaries of scented thorn , Tall orient shrubs , and obelisks Graven with emblems of the time , In honour of 34 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
Strana 73
... blow , self - pleached deep , Bramble roses , faint and pale , And long purples of the dale . Let them rave . These in every shower creep Thro ' the green that folds thy grave . Let them rave . VI . The gold - eyed kingcups fine ; The ...
... blow , self - pleached deep , Bramble roses , faint and pale , And long purples of the dale . Let them rave . These in every shower creep Thro ' the green that folds thy grave . Let them rave . VI . The gold - eyed kingcups fine ; The ...
Strana 77
... blow , Oriana , Alone I wander to and fro , Oriana . Ere the light on dark was growing , Oriana , At midnight the cock was crowing , Oriana : Winds. THE BALLAD OF ORIANA . WO children in two neighbour villages. The Ballad of Oriana.
... blow , Oriana , Alone I wander to and fro , Oriana . Ere the light on dark was growing , Oriana , At midnight the cock was crowing , Oriana : Winds. THE BALLAD OF ORIANA . WO children in two neighbour villages. The Ballad of Oriana.
Strana 78
... blowing , waters flowing , We heard the steeds to battle going , Oriana ; Aloud the hollow bugle blowing , Oriana . In the yew - wood black as night , Oriana , Ere I rode into the fight , Oriana , While blissful tears blinded my sight ...
... blowing , waters flowing , We heard the steeds to battle going , Oriana ; Aloud the hollow bugle blowing , Oriana . In the yew - wood black as night , Oriana , Ere I rode into the fight , Oriana , While blissful tears blinded my sight ...
Strana 82
... blow ! Oriana ! O happy thou that liest low , Oriana ! All night the silence seems to flow Beside me in my utter woe , Oriana . A weary , weary way I go , When Norland winds pipe down the sea , Oriana , Oriana 82 THE BALLAD OF ORIANA .
... blow ! Oriana ! O happy thou that liest low , Oriana ! All night the silence seems to flow Beside me in my utter woe , Oriana . A weary , weary way I go , When Norland winds pipe down the sea , Oriana , Oriana 82 THE BALLAD OF ORIANA .
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Adeline adown Alice ambrosial aweary beauty beneath blow blue breath bright brow call me early cheek cloud cometh dark Dear mother Ida death deep dews door DYING SWAN Earl was fair earth Effie Eleänore Enone ere I die evermore eyes faint fairest flame floating flow'd flowers folds thy grave garden Gazing glad New-year golden prime green that folds happy harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart Heaven Heavily hangs hills hither kiss kiss'd Lady Clara Vere Lady of Shalott Let them rave light Lilian lips live forgotten look'd many-fountain'd Ida merman merrily mind moan moon o'er Oriana purple Queen river rose round saw thro seem'd shadow shallop silent silver sing slowly smile song soul spake star sweet Sweet Alice sweeter tears thee thine thought throne tower'd Camelot turret and tree tuwhit Vere de Vere voice wander wild wind wold
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Strana 15 - He cometh not,' she said; She said, 'I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead!
Strana 98 - Skimming down to Camelot : But who hath seen her wave her hand? Or at the casement seen her stand? Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott? Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to tower'd Camelot : And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers '"Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott.
Strana 105 - And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right — The leaves upon her falling light — Thro...
Strana 100 - There the river eddy whirls, And there the surly village-churls, And the red cloaks of market girls, Pass onward from Shalott. Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, An abbot on an ambling pad, Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad, Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad, Goes by to tower'd Camelot ; And sometimes thro...
Strana 13 - Upon the middle of the night, Waking she heard the night-fowl crow: The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her: without hope of change, In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the gray-eyed morn About the lonely moated grange. She only said, 'The day is dreary, He cometh not...
Strana 211 - For ever and for ever, all in a blessed home — And there to wait a little while till you and Effie come — To lie within the light of God, as I lie upon your breast — And the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest THE LOTOS-EATERS "COURAGE!' he said, and pointed toward the land, 'This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.
Strana 5 - Her court was pure ; her life serene ; God gave her peace ; her land reposed ; A thousand claims to reverence closed In her as Mother, Wife and Queen ; 142 The Epic 143 " And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons, when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet...
Strana 104 - She left the web, she left the- loom, She made three paces thro' the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She look'd down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide; The mirror cracked from side to side; ' The curse is come upon me !
Strana 14 - In the white curtain, to and fro, She saw the gusty shadow sway. But when the moon was very low, And wild winds bound within their cell, The shadow of the poplar fell Upon her bed, across her brow. She only said, ' The night is dreary, He cometh not...
Strana 177 - Throb thro' the ribbed stone ; Singing and murmuring in her feastful mirth, Joying to feel herself alive, Lord over Nature, Lord of the visible earth, Lord of the senses five ; Communing with herself : " All these are mine, And let the world have peace or wars, "Pis one to me.