The Poetical Works of Alfred, Lord TennysonCollins' Clear-Type Press, 1900 - Počet stran: 692 |
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Strana viii
... blow in the death of his second son Lionel , while on the homeward voyage from India . He mourns his loss in the touching stanzas , " To the Marquis of Dufferin and Ava . " The Hon . Lionel Tennyson , for several years connected with ...
... blow in the death of his second son Lionel , while on the homeward voyage from India . He mourns his loss in the touching stanzas , " To the Marquis of Dufferin and Ava . " The Hon . Lionel Tennyson , for several years connected with ...
Strana 3
... blowing Over the sky ? When will the clouds be aweary of fleeting ? When will the heart be awcary of beating ? And ... blow Round and round , Thro ' and thro ' , Here and there , Till the air And the ground Shall be fill'd with life ...
... blowing Over the sky ? When will the clouds be aweary of fleeting ? When will the heart be awcary of beating ? And ... blow Round and round , Thro ' and thro ' , Here and there , Till the air And the ground Shall be fill'd with life ...
Strana 4
... blowing Over the sky . One after another the white clouds are fleeting ; Every heart this May morning in joy- ance is beating Full merrily ; Yet all things must die . The stream will cease to flow ; The wind will cease to blow ; The ...
... blowing Over the sky . One after another the white clouds are fleeting ; Every heart this May morning in joy- ance is beating Full merrily ; Yet all things must die . The stream will cease to flow ; The wind will cease to blow ; The ...
Strana 13
... blowing round The stately cedar , tamarisks , Thick rosaries of scented thorn , Tall orient shrubs , and obelisks Graven with emblems of the time , In honor of the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid . With dazed visions unawares From ...
... blowing round The stately cedar , tamarisks , Thick rosaries of scented thorn , Tall orient shrubs , and obelisks Graven with emblems of the time , In honor of the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid . With dazed visions unawares From ...
Strana 20
... 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 were blowing , waters flowing , We heard the steeds to battle going , Oriana ; Aloud the ...
... 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 were blowing , waters flowing , We heard the steeds to battle going , Oriana ; Aloud the ...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson Úplné zobrazení - 1897 |
The Poetical Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson Úplné zobrazení - 1899 |
The Poetical Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson Úplné zobrazení - 1900 |
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Strana 515 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind.
Strana 135 - Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Strana 455 - There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near ; ' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers,
Strana 105 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: . The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until 1 die. It may be that the gulfs...
Strana 170 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die, Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them...
Strana 496 - So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life, That I, considering everywhere Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear, I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro...
Strana 398 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon...
Strana 59 - Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb. Let us alone. What is it that will last ? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil ? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In silence ; ripen, fall, and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease.
Strana 78 - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself : what comfort is in me ? I have lived my life, and that which I have done May He within himself make pure ! but thou, If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul.
Strana 75 - So saying, from the ruin'd shrine he stept, And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur, And o'er him, drawing it, the winter moon, Brightening the skirts of a long cloud, ran forth And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt: For all...