Poems, Volumen 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - 231 páginas |
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... death , Ruffles her pure cold plume , and takes the flood With swarthy webs . Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories , till the hull Look'd one black dot against the verge And on the meer the wailing died away . of dawn , Here ...
... death , Ruffles her pure cold plume , and takes the flood With swarthy webs . Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories , till the hull Look'd one black dot against the verge And on the meer the wailing died away . of dawn , Here ...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. So those four abode Within one house together ; and as years Went forward , Mary took another mate ; But Dora lived unmarried till her death . AUDLEY COURT . " THE Bull , the Fleece are DORA . 41.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. So those four abode Within one house together ; and as years Went forward , Mary took another mate ; But Dora lived unmarried till her death . AUDLEY COURT . " THE Bull , the Fleece are DORA . 41.
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... death ? For either they were stoned , or crucified , Or burn'd in fire , or boil'd in oil , or sawn In twain beneath the ribs ; but I die here To - day , and whole years long , a life of death . Bear witness , if I could have found a ...
... death ? For either they were stoned , or crucified , Or burn'd in fire , or boil'd in oil , or sawn In twain beneath the ribs ; but I die here To - day , and whole years long , a life of death . Bear witness , if I could have found a ...
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... death Spreads more and more and more , that God hath now Sponged and made blank of crimeful record all My mortal archives . O my sons , my sons , I , Simeon of the pillar , by surname Stylites , among men ; I , Simeon , The watcher on ...
... death Spreads more and more and more , that God hath now Sponged and made blank of crimeful record all My mortal archives . O my sons , my sons , I , Simeon of the pillar , by surname Stylites , among men ; I , Simeon , The watcher on ...
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... Death betwixt thy dear embrace and mine , And crying , " Who is this ? behold thy bride , " She push'd me from thee . If the sense is hard To alien ears , I did not speak to these- No , not to thee , but to thyself in me : Hard is my ...
... Death betwixt thy dear embrace and mine , And crying , " Who is this ? behold thy bride , " She push'd me from thee . If the sense is hard To alien ears , I did not speak to these- No , not to thee , but to thyself in me : Hard is my ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alice the nurse AMPHION answer'd beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark death dipt Dora dream earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Eustace evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald mind moon moorland morn never night o'er pass'd praise QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade SIMEON STYLITES SIR LAUNCELOT sleep song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd words yonder
Pasajes populares
Página 105 - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue ; Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunderstorm ; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Página 174 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Página 14 - And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Página 104 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Página 6 - 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...
Página 11 - And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him Three times, and drew him under in the mere. And lightly went the other to the King. Then spoke King Arthur, drawing thicker breath : 'Now see I by thine eyes that this is done. Speak out: what is it thou hast heard, or seen?
Página 97 - As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down. He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Página 89 - 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...
Página 99 - Comfort? comfort scorn'd of devils! this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.
Página 15 - So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death...