The Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet LaureateC. Kegan Paul, 1878 - 665 pages |
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... Holy Grail 469 national Exhibition 260 Pelleas and Ettarre A Welcome to Alexandra 486 · 261 The Last Tournament A Welcome to Her Royal Highness Marie 498 Guinevere Alexandrovna , Duchess of Edinburgh 513 The Passing of Arthur The ...
... Holy Grail 469 national Exhibition 260 Pelleas and Ettarre A Welcome to Alexandra 486 · 261 The Last Tournament A Welcome to Her Royal Highness Marie 498 Guinevere Alexandrovna , Duchess of Edinburgh 513 The Passing of Arthur The ...
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... holy ground ; Hollow smile and frozen sneer Come not here . Holy water will I pour Into every spicy flower Of the laurel - shrubs that hedge it around . The flowers would faint at your cruel cheer . In your eye there is death , There is ...
... holy ground ; Hollow smile and frozen sneer Come not here . Holy water will I pour Into every spicy flower Of the laurel - shrubs that hedge it around . The flowers would faint at your cruel cheer . In your eye there is death , There is ...
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... holy , Chanted loudly , chanted lowly , Till her blood was frozen slowly , And her eyes were darken'd wholly , Turn'd to tower'd Camelot . For ere she reached upon the tide The first house by the water - side , Singing in her song she ...
... holy , Chanted loudly , chanted lowly , Till her blood was frozen slowly , And her eyes were darken'd wholly , Turn'd to tower'd Camelot . For ere she reached upon the tide The first house by the water - side , Singing in her song she ...
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... holy , To watch the long bright river drawing slowly To muse and brood and live again in His waters from the purple hill- memory , With those old faces of our infancy Heap'd over with a mound of grass , To hear the dewy echoes calling ...
... holy , To watch the long bright river drawing slowly To muse and brood and live again in His waters from the purple hill- memory , With those old faces of our infancy Heap'd over with a mound of grass , To hear the dewy echoes calling ...
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... holy organ rolling waves Of sound on roof and floor Within , and anthem sung , is charm'd and tied To where he stands , - that flow -so stood I , when Of music left the lips of her that died To save her father's vow ; The daughter of ...
... holy organ rolling waves Of sound on roof and floor Within , and anthem sung , is charm'd and tied To where he stands , - that flow -so stood I , when Of music left the lips of her that died To save her father's vow ; The daughter of ...
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Page 302 - So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life, That I, considering everywhere Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear, I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro...
Page 108 - Tho' much is taken, much abides ; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Page 107 - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the scepter and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil...
Page 320 - Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. 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. Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws. Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times; Ring out,...
Page 107 - ULYSSES It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Thro...
Page 301 - That not a worm is cloven in vain ; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivel'd in a. fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain. 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.
Page 75 - 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. On one side lay the Ocean, and on one Lay a great water, and the moon was full.
Page 108 - A rugged people, and thro' soft degrees Subdue them to the useful and the good. Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere Of common duties, decent not to fail 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. Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and...
Page 346 - There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, " She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ; " And the lily whispers, "I wait." She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead ;...
Page 157 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.