 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 !...  Harper's New Monthly Magazine - Strana 5upravili: - 1864Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 str.
...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...they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream—by these Three Queens with crowns of gold—and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 str.
...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...they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream — by these Three Queens with crowns of gold... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 str.
...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...they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream — by these Three Queens with crowns of gold... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 str.
...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. Tlien saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 str.
...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...they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream — by these Three Queens with crowns of gold—and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 str.
...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...they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream — by these Three Queens with crowns of gold... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1898 - 248 str.
...and Mark, above all Lancelot and Guinevere had shewn by their lives the folly of Arthur's ideals, so There hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf...they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms, Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream — by these Three Queens with crowns of gold... | |
 | 1855 - 594 str.
...intuition of the concluding lines. What a noble picture also is this from the "Morte D'Arthur Г'— "Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark...they were 'ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms, Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream — by these Three Queens, with crowns of gold—... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1855 - 520 str.
...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." The two last lines place you on the very spot: you see it almost with your bodily eyes. And marvellous... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 str.
...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...they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream—by these Three Queens with crowns of gold—and... | |
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