The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson: Poet Laureate, Etc, Svazek 1Ticknor and Fields, 1866 |
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Strana 5
... light To read those laws ; an accent very low In blandishment , but a most silver flow Of subtle - paced counsel in distress , Right to the heart and brain , though undescried , Winning its way with extreme gentleness Through all the ...
... light To read those laws ; an accent very low In blandishment , but a most silver flow Of subtle - paced counsel in distress , Right to the heart and brain , though undescried , Winning its way with extreme gentleness Through all the ...
Strana 9
... light , Wrestled with wandering Israel , Past Yabbok brook the livelong night , And heaven's mazed signs stood still In the dim tract of Penuel . MADELINE . THOU art not steeped in golden languors , No tranced summer calm is thine ...
... light , Wrestled with wandering Israel , Past Yabbok brook the livelong night , And heaven's mazed signs stood still In the dim tract of Penuel . MADELINE . THOU art not steeped in golden languors , No tranced summer calm is thine ...
Strana 10
... Light - glooming over eyes divine , Like little clouds sun - fringed , are thine , Ever varying Madeline . Thy smile and frown are not aloof From one another , Each to each is dearest brother ; Hues of the silken sheeny woof Momently ...
... Light - glooming over eyes divine , Like little clouds sun - fringed , are thine , Ever varying Madeline . Thy smile and frown are not aloof From one another , Each to each is dearest brother ; Hues of the silken sheeny woof Momently ...
Strana 13
... light , Imbowered vaults of pillared palm , Imprisoning sweets , which , as they clomb Heavenward , were stayed beneath the dome Of hollow boughs.- A goodly time , For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid . V. Still ...
... light , Imbowered vaults of pillared palm , Imprisoning sweets , which , as they clomb Heavenward , were stayed beneath the dome Of hollow boughs.- A goodly time , For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid . V. Still ...
Strana 17
... light Of orient state . Whilome thou camest with the morning mist , Even as a maid , whose stately brow The dew - impearled winds of dawn have kissed , When she , as thou , Stays on her floating locks the lovely freight Of overflowing ...
... light Of orient state . Whilome thou camest with the morning mist , Even as a maid , whose stately brow The dew - impearled winds of dawn have kissed , When she , as thou , Stays on her floating locks the lovely freight Of overflowing ...
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Annie answer arms babe beneath betwixt blazoned blow breast breath brows Camelot cheek child cloud crown Cyril dark dead dear death deep dipt Dora dream dropt earth Edwin Morris Enoch Enone evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fall father fear Florian flowers flying folds forever golden gray hand happy head hear heard heart Heaven hills hollow hour king King Arthur kiss knew Lady of Shalott land light lips live Locksley Hall look Lord maiden mind moon morn mother Ida move murmur night o'er Oriana Philip Princess Ida Queen rolled rose round scorn seemed shadow Shalott silent SIMEON STYLITES Sir Bedivere sleep smile song soul spake speak spoke star stept stood summer sweet tears thee thine things thou thought turned unto vext voice wall of night weary whisper wild wind woman words yonder
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Strana 192 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see — Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be ; Saw the heavens...
Strana 129 - Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels — And on a sudden, lo ! the level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon.
Strana 183 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
Strana 131 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Strana 184 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
Strana 293 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory, Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Strana 126 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?' And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere : ' I heard the water lapping on the crag, And the long ripple washing in the reeds.
Strana 196 - Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range, Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change. Thro...
Strana 185 - Pleiads, rising through the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid. Here about the beach I wandered, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of time...
Strana 131 - Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow. Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.