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Adeline ALFRED LORD TENNYSON Alfred Tennyson beneath blood blow breast breath brow Camelot cheek cloud dark dead death deep door Dora dream earth EDWIN MORRIS Eleänore evermore Excalibur eyes face faint fair fall floating flow flowers folds thy grave forlorn golden prime gray green that folds hand happy harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart heaven hills hither hope hour King King Arthur kiss kiss'd KRAKEN Lady of Shalott land Let them rave light lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord measured words merrily mind moon morn mother Ida Naiad never night o'er Oriana poems purple clover Queen Rosalind rose round saw thro scorn seem'd shadow silver sing Sir Bedivere sleep slowly smile song soul sound spake spirit star stept summer sweet tears thee thine things thought thro turn'd unto voice weary weep wild wind
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Sida 210 - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : 281 It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken,...
Sida 210 - 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.
Sida 128 - COURAGE!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
Sida 239 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Sida 38 - He saw thro' life and death, thro' good and ill, He saw thro' his own soul. The marvel of the everlasting will, An open scroll, Before him lay...
Sida 167 - So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories, till the hull Look'd one black dot against the verge of dawn, And on the meer the wailing died away.
Sida 231 - AND on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old...
Sida 73 - Skimming down to Camelot: But who hath seen her wave her hand? Or at the casement seen her stand? Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott?
Sida 214 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Sida 210 - 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...