Y Cymmrodor: The Magazine of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion, Volums 14-16Thomas Powel, Sir Isambard Owen, Egerton Grenville Bagot Phillimore Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion, 1901 |
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Pàgina 140 - And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea. Where I will heal me of my grievous wound." 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, 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 of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away. But when that moan had past for evermore, The stillness of...
Pàgina 138 - Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt; Either from lust of gold, or like a girl Valuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes. Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence: But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur, I will arise and slay thee with my hands.
Pàgina 136 - Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam.
Pàgina 131 - And bore him to a chapel nigh the field, A broken chancel with a broken cross, That stood on a dark strait of barren land.
Pàgina 138 - Made lightnings in the splendour of the moon, And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch, Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter shock By night, with noises of the northern sea. So flash'd and fell the brand Excalibur: But ere he dipt the surface, rose an arm Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him Three times, and drew him under in the mere.
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Pàgina 138 - ... hand above the water, and met it, and caught it, and so shook it thrice and brandished, and then vanished away the hand with the sword in the water. So Sir Bedivere came again to the king, and told him what he saw. Alas, said the king, help me hence, for I dread me I have tarried over long.
Pàgina 1 - ... unearthed east of the Mississippi have been recovered from this site. These have been figured and 1 Clarence B. Moore, Certain Aboriginal Remains of the Alabama River, Journal of The Academy of Natural Sciences of Philadelphia, XI, 1899. described by their discoverer, Mr Clarence B. Moore, to whom we are indebted for the greater part of our knowledge of the structure and contents of Southern mounds. Other mounds near the banks of Southern streams appear to have resulted from the gradual accumulation...