 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1859 - 256 str.
...dead before thy shame. Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children born of thee are sword and fire, Red ruin, and the breaking up of laws, The...Godless hosts Of heathen swarming o'er the Northern Sea. Whom I, while yet Sir Lancelot my right arm, The mightiest of my knights, abode with me, Have everywhere... | |
 | 1859 - 806 str.
...dead before thy shame ? Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children born of thee are sword and fire, Red ruin, and the breaking up of laws, The...Godless hosts Of heathen swarming o'er the Northern Sea. Whom I, while yet Sir Lancelot, my right arm, The mightiest of my knights, abode with me, Have everywhere... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - 304 str.
...dead before thy shame ? Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children born of thee are sword and fire, Red ruin, and the breaking up of laws, The...Godless hosts Of heathen swarming o'er the Northern Sea. Whom I, while yet Sir Lancelot, my right arm, The mightiest of my knights, abode with me, Have everywhere... | |
 | 1859 - 244 str.
...shame ? Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children born of thee are sword and fire, Bed ruin, and the breaking up of laws, The craft of kindred...hosts Of heathen swarming o'er the Northern sea." What principally strikes one after reading the Idylls is the simplicity of the diction and the musical... | |
 | 1859 - 1036 str.
...that no child 1s horn of thea. The children horn of thee arc sword and arc, Red mIn, and the hreaking up of laws, The craft of kindred and the godless hosts Of heathen ewnmiIng o'er the Northern Sea. Whom I, while yet Sir Lancelot, my right arm. The mightiest of my knights,... | |
 | 1860 - 632 str.
...the child of one I hononr'd, happy, dead before thy shame? Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children born of thee are swrod and fire, Red...stern yet tender farewell, while she neither looks nor speaks—prostrate in unutterable shame. The king's departure, our last sight of him, is in keeping... | |
 | John Nichol - 1860 - 256 str.
...dead before thy shame ? Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children born of thee are sword and fire, Red ruin, and the breaking up of laws, The...kindred, and the godless hosts Of heathen swarming over the Northern sea, Whom I, while yet Sir Lancelot, my right arm, The mightiest of my knights abode... | |
 | Parke Godwin - 1860 - 550 str.
...foundation in the soil ; and, as suon as his plastic genius and powerful hand were withdrawn, there came "Red ruin and the breaking up of laws, The craft of...kindred and the godless hosts Of heathen swarming over northern i CHAPTER XVTTI. DUSOLCTIO* or THE EMPIBK or THE FRAKK*. (Fsoji AI). 814 TO AD 843.)... | |
 | John Nichol - 1860 - 258 str.
...shame ? Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children bora of thee are sword and fire, Bed ruin, and the breaking up of laws, The craft of kindred, and the godless hosts Of heathen swarming over the Northern sea, Whom I, while yet Sir Lancelot, my right arm, The mightiest of my knights abode... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 str.
...dead before thy shame ? Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children born of thee are sword and fire, Red ruin, and the breaking up of laws, The...Godless hosts Of heathen swarming o'er the Northern Sea. Whom I, while yet Sir Lancelot, my right arm, The mightiest of my knights, abode with me, Have everywhere... | |
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Well is it that no child is born of thee. The children born of thee are sword and fire, Red ruin, and the breaking up of laws, The craft of kindred and the Godless hosts Of heathen swarming o'er the Northern Sea... 
