The Complete Works of Alfred TennysonWorthington Company, 1887 - 482 pages |
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... grace To one of less desert allows This laurel greener from the brows Of him that utter'd nothing base ; And should your greatness , and the care That yokes with empire , yield you time To make demand of modern rhyme If aught of ancient ...
... grace To one of less desert allows This laurel greener from the brows Of him that utter'd nothing base ; And should your greatness , and the care That yokes with empire , yield you time To make demand of modern rhyme If aught of ancient ...
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... grace , The Lady of Shalott . " MARIANA IN THE SOUTH . WITH one black shadow at its feet , The house thro ' all the level shines , Close - latticed to the brooding heat , And silent in its dusty vines : A faint - blue ridge upon the ...
... grace , The Lady of Shalott . " MARIANA IN THE SOUTH . WITH one black shadow at its feet , The house thro ' all the level shines , Close - latticed to the brooding heat , And silent in its dusty vines : A faint - blue ridge upon the ...
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... grace ; and in its place My heart a charmed slumber keeps , While I muse upon thy face ; And a languid fire creeps Thro ' my veins to all my frame , Dissolvingly and slowly : soon From thy rose - red lips My name Floweth and then , as ...
... grace ; and in its place My heart a charmed slumber keeps , While I muse upon thy face ; And a languid fire creeps Thro ' my veins to all my frame , Dissolvingly and slowly : soon From thy rose - red lips My name Floweth and then , as ...
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... grace Approaching , press'd you heart to heart . Ah , well - but sing the foolish song I gave you , Alice , on the day When , arin in arm , we went along , A pensive pair , and you were gay With bridal flowers - that I may seem , As in ...
... grace Approaching , press'd you heart to heart . Ah , well - but sing the foolish song I gave you , Alice , on the day When , arin in arm , we went along , A pensive pair , and you were gay With bridal flowers - that I may seem , As in ...
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... grace Of movement , and the charm of mar- ried brows . ' " Dear mother Ida , harken ere I die . He prest the blossom of his lips to mine , And added , ' This was cast upon the board , When all the full - faced presence of the Gods ...
... grace Of movement , and the charm of mar- ried brows . ' " Dear mother Ida , harken ere I die . He prest the blossom of his lips to mine , And added , ' This was cast upon the board , When all the full - faced presence of the Gods ...
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Page 61 - Myself not least, but honor'd of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
Page 64 - 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...
Page 152 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Page 117 - Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far off — at last, to all. And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry.
Page 356 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Page 107 - 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.
Page 108 - We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from thee, A beam in darkness : let it grow. Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell ; That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before, But vaster.
Page 356 - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou see'st — if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) — 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 with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
Page 129 - 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.
Page 62 - In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. "There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners...