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But , as he walk ' d , King Arthur panted hard , Like one that feels a nightmare on
his bed When all the house is mute . So sigh ' d the King , Muttering and
murmuring at his ear “ Quick , quick ! I fear it is too late , and I shall die . ” But the
other ...
But , as he walk ' d , King Arthur panted hard , Like one that feels a nightmare on
his bed When all the house is mute . So sigh ' d the King , Muttering and
murmuring at his ear “ Quick , quick ! I fear it is too late , and I shall die . ” But the
other ...
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She is my brother ' s daughter : he and I · Had once hard words , and parted , and
he died In foreign lands ; but for his sake I bred His daughter Dora : take her for
your wife ; For I have wish ' d this marriage , night and day , For many years .
She is my brother ' s daughter : he and I · Had once hard words , and parted , and
he died In foreign lands ; but for his sake I bred His daughter Dora : take her for
your wife ; For I have wish ' d this marriage , night and day , For many years .
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If the sense is hard To alien ears , I did not speak to these — No , not to thee , but
to thyself in me : Hard is my doom and thine : thou knowest it all . Could love part
thus ? was it not well to speak , To have spoken once ? It could not but be well .
If the sense is hard To alien ears , I did not speak to these — No , not to thee , but
to thyself in me : Hard is my doom and thine : thou knowest it all . Could love part
thus ? was it not well to speak , To have spoken once ? It could not but be well .
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... other for an hour , Till pity won . She sent a herald forth , And bade him cry ,
with sound of trumpet , all VOL . II . 8 The hard condition ; but that she would
loose The GODIVA . 113.
... other for an hour , Till pity won . She sent a herald forth , And bade him cry ,
with sound of trumpet , all VOL . II . 8 The hard condition ; but that she would
loose The GODIVA . 113.
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To the melody , till they flew , Hair , and eyes , and limbs , and faces , Twisted
hard in fierce embraces , Like to Furies , like to Graces , Dash ' d together in
blinding dew : Till , kill ' d with some luxurious agony , The nerve - dissolving
melody ...
To the melody , till they flew , Hair , and eyes , and limbs , and faces , Twisted
hard in fierce embraces , Like to Furies , like to Graces , Dash ' d together in
blinding dew : Till , kill ' d with some luxurious agony , The nerve - dissolving
melody ...
Шта други кажу - Напишите рецензију
Нисмо пронашли ниједну рецензију на уобичајеним местима.
Друга издања - Прикажи све
Чести термини и фразе
answer Arthur beneath better blow bore born break breath bring child close comes dark dead death deep Dora draws dream earth eyes face fair fall fancy fear field flower golden gone gray grew grow half Hall hand happy hard head hear heard heart Heaven hold hope hour keep King kiss knees knew Lady land leave light lightly lips live look Lord mind moon morn mother move nature never night once pain pass praise replied rest ringing rise rose round sense shade sleep song soul sound speak spirit stars summer sweet thee thine things thou thought thro till took touch truth turn unto voice wife wind yonder
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| Наслов | Poems, Том 2 Poems, Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson Том 2 књиге Poems: In Two Volumes, Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Аутор | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Издање | 4 |
| Издавач | Edward Moxon, 1846 |
| Оригинал из | Јавна библиотека града Њујорка |
| Дигитализовано | 13 јан 2007 |
| Дужина | 235 страница |
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