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" Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere, •' Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble... "
Poetical Works - Page 130
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 pages
...my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought...Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole ROUND TARLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world; And I> the last, go forth companionless,...
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Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Volume 41

1850 - 758 pages
...first time to the true state of affairs, he was ready to exclaim with Sir Bedivere, — Now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought...chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight. His imaginative, hopeful temperament, by heretofore depicting the future in the most seductive and...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 pages
...my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought...knight. Such times have been not since the light that lei The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole EOUND TABLE is dissolved Which was an...
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The Church

1876 - 832 pages
...and Titns, and Timotheus, and a loving group besides ; days like those of the ancient chivalry, — " When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight." Even in his earlier imprisonment the apostle had with him a faithful few whose names are united with...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 pages
...my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought...holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole BOUND TABLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world ; And I, the last, go forth companionless,...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 404 pages
...my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought...holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole BOUND TABLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world ; And I, the last, go forth companionless,...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 pages
...my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought...holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole BOITND TABLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world ; And I, the last, go forth companionless,...
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Palęstra musarum; or, Materials for translation into Greek verse, selected ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856 - 384 pages
...my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought...chance brought out a noble knight. Such times have not been since the light that led The holy elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the old Round Table...
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The modern reader and speaker

David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 pages
...my lord Arthur, whither shall I go1! where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes? tor now I see the true old times are dead, when every morning brought a noble chance, and every chanco brought out a noble knight. Such times have been not since the light that led the holy elders...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 pages
...Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eye," .' For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought...And every chance brought out a noble knight. Such tiini's have been not since the light that led The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the...
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