Poems, Volym 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - 231 sidor |
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... Rose up from out the bosom of the lake , Clothed in white samite , mystic , wonderful , Holding the sword - and how I row'd across And took it , and have worn it , like a king : And , wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime , this ...
... Rose up from out the bosom of the lake , Clothed in white samite , mystic , wonderful , Holding the sword - and how I row'd across And took it , and have worn it , like a king : And , wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime , this ...
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... rose Sir Bedivere , and ran , And , leaping down the ridges lightly , plunged Among the bulrush - beds , and clutch'd the sword , And strongly wheel'd and threw it . The great brand Made lightnings in the splendour of the moon , And ...
... rose Sir Bedivere , and ran , And , leaping down the ridges lightly , plunged Among the bulrush - beds , and clutch'd the sword , And strongly wheel'd and threw it . The great brand Made lightnings in the splendour of the moon , And ...
Sida 11
... from the pavement he half rose , Slowly , with pain , reclining on his arm , And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes As in a picture . Him Sir Bedivere Remorsefully regarded thro ' his tears , And would have MORTE D'ARTHUR . 11.
... from the pavement he half rose , Slowly , with pain , reclining on his arm , And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes As in a picture . Him Sir Bedivere Remorsefully regarded thro ' his tears , And would have MORTE D'ARTHUR . 11.
Sida 13
... rose A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars , And , as it were one voice , an agony Of lamentation , like a wind , that shrills All night in a waste land , where no one comes , Or hath come , since the making of the world . Then ...
... rose A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars , And , as it were one voice , an agony Of lamentation , like a wind , that shrills All night in a waste land , where no one comes , Or hath come , since the making of the world . Then ...
Sida 20
... fail to match his masterpiece . " And up we rose , and on the spur we went . Not wholly in the busy world , nor quite Beyond it , blooms the garden that I love . News from the humming city comes to it In sound 20 THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ;
... fail to match his masterpiece . " And up we rose , and on the spur we went . Not wholly in the busy world , nor quite Beyond it , blooms the garden that I love . News from the humming city comes to it In sound 20 THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ;
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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