Poems, Volume 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - 231 pages |
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... fall'n in Lyonness about their 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 ...
... fall'n in Lyonness about their 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 ...
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... by gold chains about the feet of God . But now farewell . I am going a long way With these thou seëst - if indeed I go- ( For all my mind is clouded with a doubt ) To the island - valley of Avilion ; Where falls MORTE D'ARTHUR . 15.
... by gold chains about the feet of God . But now farewell . I am going a long way With these thou seëst - if indeed I go- ( For all my mind is clouded with a doubt ) To the island - valley of Avilion ; Where falls MORTE D'ARTHUR . 15.
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. To the island - valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail , or rain , or any snow , Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep - meadow'd , happy , fair with orchard - lawns And bowery hollows crown'd ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. To the island - valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail , or rain , or any snow , Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep - meadow'd , happy , fair with orchard - lawns And bowery hollows crown'd ...
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... Fall down , O Simeon : thou hast suffer'd long and for ages ! " then they prate For ages Of penances I cannot have gone thro ' , Perplexing me with lies ; and oft I fall , ST . SIMEON STYLITES . པ་
... Fall down , O Simeon : thou hast suffer'd long and for ages ! " then they prate For ages Of penances I cannot have gone thro ' , Perplexing me with lies ; and oft I fall , ST . SIMEON STYLITES . པ་
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Perplexing me with lies ; and oft I fall , Maybe for months , in such blind lethargies , That Heaven , and Earth , and Time are choked . But yet Bethink thee , Lord , while thou and all the saints Enjoy ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Perplexing me with lies ; and oft I fall , Maybe for months , in such blind lethargies , That Heaven , and Earth , and Time are choked . But yet Bethink thee , Lord , while thou and all the saints Enjoy ...
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Alice the nurse AMPHION answer'd beggar maid beneath blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek Cophetua crag dark death dipt dream earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Eustace Excalibur eyes fair fancy fear flower folded gather'd golden grew hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour jaundice King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald mind mix'd moon moorland morn murmur never night o'er pain praise QUEEN GUINEVERE rain replied rose round saints seem'd shade shadow shining SIMEON STYLITES SIR LAUNCELOT sleep song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer Sumner-place sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wild wind wither'd yonder