The Early Poems of Alfred, Lord TennysonMethuen & Company, 1901 - Всего страниц: 317 |
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... HEARD A CAROL , MOURNFUL , HOLY , CHANTED LOUDLY , CHANTED LOWLY , TILL HER BLOOD WAS FROZEN SLOWLY , AND HER EYES WERE DARKEN'D WHOLLY , TURN'D TO TOWER'D CAmelot " CENONE " O MOTHER IDA , MANY - FOUNTAIN'D IDA , DEAR MOTHER IDA ...
... HEARD A CAROL , MOURNFUL , HOLY , CHANTED LOUDLY , CHANTED LOWLY , TILL HER BLOOD WAS FROZEN SLOWLY , AND HER EYES WERE DARKEN'D WHOLLY , TURN'D TO TOWER'D CAmelot " CENONE " O MOTHER IDA , MANY - FOUNTAIN'D IDA , DEAR MOTHER IDA ...
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... heard the water lapping on the crag , And the long ripple washing in the reeds . So in The Dying Swan , And the wavy swell of the soughing reeds . See too the whole of Oriana and the description of the dance at the beginning of The ...
... heard the water lapping on the crag , And the long ripple washing in the reeds . So in The Dying Swan , And the wavy swell of the soughing reeds . See too the whole of Oriana and the description of the dance at the beginning of The ...
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... heard a voice , even the accents of her husband calling her when night was wrapping the earth with darkness ; and on the roof the lonely owl in funereal strains kept oft complaining , drawing out into a wail its protracted notes ...
... heard a voice , even the accents of her husband calling her when night was wrapping the earth with darkness ; and on the roof the lonely owl in funereal strains kept oft complaining , drawing out into a wail its protracted notes ...
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... heard the night - fowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her without hope of change , In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn , Till cold winds woke the gray - eyed 2 morn About the lonely ...
... heard the night - fowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her without hope of change , In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn , Till cold winds woke the gray - eyed 2 morn About the lonely ...
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... heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings ? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews ? Or when little airs arise , How the merry bluebell ringsl To the mosses underneath ? Hast ...
... heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings ? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews ? Or when little airs arise , How the merry bluebell ringsl To the mosses underneath ? Hast ...
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Alfred Tennyson alteration beautiful beneath blow blue breath bright brow Camelot cheek cloud dark dead Dear mother Ida death deep Dora dream earth edition Edward Moxon Edwin Morris Enone Excalibur eyes fair fall fear floating flowers folds gleaming green Guinevere hand happy harken hath hear heard hearken ere heart Heaven hills Idyll King King Arthur kiss Lady of Shalott land light lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord mind moon morn never night o'er Oriana Palace of Art poem poet printed in 1830 published in 1842 Queen Rosalind rose round scorn seem'd shadow Simeon Stylites sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile Somersby song Sonnet soul spirit stanza stars stood stream sweet tears thee Theocritus thine things thou art thought thro turn'd unto Vere voice wave weary weep wild wind
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Стр. 203 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new: That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Стр. 109 - 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. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon; And, like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams! some, like a downward smoke. Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below.
Стр. 200 - Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
Стр. 207 - Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range, Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change. Thro...
Стр. 270 - But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Стр. 196 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 10 Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers.
Стр. 2 - And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet 'By shaping some august decree, Which kept her throne unshaken still, Broad-based upon her people's will, And compass'd by the inviolate sea.
Стр. 195 - 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...
Стр. 204 - With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm ; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battleflags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Стр. 114 - We have had enough of action, and of motion we, Roll'd to starboard, roll'd to larboard, when the surge was seething free, Where the wallowing monster spouted his foamfountains in the sea. Let us swear an oath, and keep it with an equal mind, In the hollow Lotos-land to live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind.