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... lord and dame , And round the prow they read her name , The Lady of Shalott . Who is this ? and what is here ? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer ; And they cross'd themselves for fear , All the knights at ...
... lord and dame , And round the prow they read her name , The Lady of Shalott . Who is this ? and what is here ? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer ; And they cross'd themselves for fear , All the knights at ...
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... Lord over Nature , Lord of the visible earth , Lord of the senses five ; 66 Communing with herself : All these are mine , And let the world have peace or wars , ' Tis one to me . " She - when young night divine Crown'd dying day with ...
... Lord over Nature , Lord of the visible earth , Lord of the senses five ; 66 Communing with herself : All these are mine , And let the world have peace or wars , ' Tis one to me . " She - when young night divine Crown'd dying day with ...
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... . AGNES 171 · SIR GALAHAD EDWARD GRAY WILL WATERPROOF'S LYRICAL MONOLOGUE LADY CLARE THE LORD OF BURLEIGH 174 179 182 • 195 201 SIR LAUNCELOT AND QUEEN GUINEVERE 206 A FAREWELL PAGE . 209 THE BEGGAR MAID 211 THE vi CONTENTS .
... . AGNES 171 · SIR GALAHAD EDWARD GRAY WILL WATERPROOF'S LYRICAL MONOLOGUE LADY CLARE THE LORD OF BURLEIGH 174 179 182 • 195 201 SIR LAUNCELOT AND QUEEN GUINEVERE 206 A FAREWELL PAGE . 209 THE BEGGAR MAID 211 THE vi CONTENTS .
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... Lord , King Arthur : then , because his wound was deep , The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him , Sir Bedivere , the last of all his knights , And bore him to a chapel nigh the field , A broken chancel with a broken cross , That stood on a ...
... Lord , King Arthur : then , because his wound was deep , The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him , Sir Bedivere , the last of all his knights , And bore him to a chapel nigh the field , A broken chancel with a broken cross , That stood on a ...
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... lord Should be to aftertime , but empty breath And rumours of a doubt ? but were this kept , Stored in some treasure - house of mighty kings , Some one might show it at a joust of arms , 6 Saying , King Arthur's sword , Excalibur ...
... lord Should be to aftertime , but empty breath And rumours of a doubt ? but were this kept , Stored in some treasure - house of mighty kings , Some one might show it at a joust of arms , 6 Saying , King Arthur's sword , Excalibur ...
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Términos y frases comunes
answer'd beneath betwixt blow breast breath brow Camelot cheek child cloud Cophetua dark dead dear death deep dipt Dora dream earth evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fall flowers folded garden golden prime gray hand happy harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart heaven high dial hour iris changes king King Arthur kiss kiss'd Lady Clare Lady of Shalott land Let them rave light lips live Locksley Hall long day wanes look look'd mind moon morn mother Ida never night o'er Oriana Queen rose round scorn seem'd shade shadow shining SIMEON STYLITES Sir Bedivere sleep smile song soul sound spake speak spirit stars stept summer sweet Sweet Emma tears thee thine things Thou art thought thro thy dreams touch'd tree truth turn'd unto Vext voice weary weeping whisper wife wild wind words yonder
Pasajes populares
Página 70 - There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine...
Página 155 - A land of streams ! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go ; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below. They saw the gleaming river seaward flow From the inner land : far off, three mountain-tops, Three silent pinnacles of aged snow, Stood sunset-flush'd : and, dew'd with showery drops, Up-clomb the shadowy pine above the woven copse. The charmed sunset linger'd low adown In the red West : thro...
Página 66 - Did she look to Camelot. 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 ShalotL Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right— The leaves upon her falling light— Thro...
Página 160 - 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 ! 5.
Página 84 - 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 fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the nations...
Página 10 - WHEN cats run home and light is come, And dew is cold upon the ground, And the far-off stream is dumb, And the whirring sail goes round, And the whirring sail goes round ; Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits.
Página 65 - 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 crack'd from side to side ; ' The curse is come upon me,
Página 89 - I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race. Iron-jointed, supple-sinew'd, they shall dive, and they shall run, Catch the wild goat by the hair, and hurl their lances in the sun; Whistle back the parrot's call, and leap the rainbows of the brooks, Not with blinded eyesight poring over miserable books — Fool, again the dream, the fancy!
Página 191 - But though his eyes are waxing dim, And though his foes speak ill of him, He was a friend to me. Old year, you shall not die ; We did so laugh and cry with you, I've half a mind to die with you, Old year, if you must die.
Página 158 - And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear : " O just and faithful knight of God ! Ride on ! the prize is near.