Select Poems of Alfred TennysonD. C. Heath and Company, 1907 - 290 страница |
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... fire , Violet , amaracus , and asphodel , 90 95 Lotos and lilies : and a wind arose , And overhead the wandering ivy and vine , This way and that , in many a wild festoon Ran riot , garlanding the gnarled boughs With bunch and berry and ...
... fire , Violet , amaracus , and asphodel , 90 95 Lotos and lilies : and a wind arose , And overhead the wandering ivy and vine , This way and that , in many a wild festoon Ran riot , garlanding the gnarled boughs With bunch and berry and ...
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... Talk with the wild Cassandra , for she says A fire dances before her , and a sound Rings ever in her ears of armed men . What this may be I know not , but I know 240 245 250 255 260 That , wheresoe'er I am by night and day , Denone 31.
... Talk with the wild Cassandra , for she says A fire dances before her , and a sound Rings ever in her ears of armed men . What this may be I know not , but I know 240 245 250 255 260 That , wheresoe'er I am by night and day , Denone 31.
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... fire . ' ΤΟ WITH THE FOLLOWING POEM I SEND you here a sort of allegory , ( For you will understand it ) of a soul , A sinful soul possess'd of many gifts , A spacious garden full of flowering weeds , A glorious Devil , large in heart ...
... fire . ' ΤΟ WITH THE FOLLOWING POEM I SEND you here a sort of allegory , ( For you will understand it ) of a soul , A sinful soul possess'd of many gifts , A spacious garden full of flowering weeds , A glorious Devil , large in heart ...
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... fire . Likewise the deep - set windows , stain'd and traced , Would seem slow - flaming crimson fires From shadow'd grots of arches interlaced , And tipt with frost - like spires . 45 50 Full of long sounding corridors it was , That ...
... fire . Likewise the deep - set windows , stain'd and traced , Would seem slow - flaming crimson fires From shadow'd grots of arches interlaced , And tipt with frost - like spires . 45 50 Full of long sounding corridors it was , That ...
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... fire . And one , an English home , -gray twilight pour'd On dewy pastures , dewy trees , Softer than sleep , - all things in order stored , A haunt of ancient Peace . Nor these alone , but every landscape fair , As fit for every mood of ...
... fire . And one , an English home , -gray twilight pour'd On dewy pastures , dewy trees , Softer than sleep , - all things in order stored , A haunt of ancient Peace . Nor these alone , but every landscape fair , As fit for every mood of ...
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Æneid ALFRED TENNYSON Arthur Arthur Hallam aweary beauty beneath blow Byron Camelot child Claribel Clevedon Court criticism dark dead Dear mother Ida death deep Dora dream earth echoes English Enone Excalibur eyes fair fall father flowers Gleam glory golden prime Hallam hand harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart heaven Keats King King Arthur knew Lady of Shalott land lawn light live look'd Lord lyric Maud Memoir Memoriam mind moon morning Nature never night niver noble o'er oän palace Palace of Art Pantheism poem poet poet's poetry praise Rizpah rose round Samuel Bamford seem'd ship Sir Bedivere sleep Somersby song soul sound stanza stars Steevie Stoops to Conquer sweet tears Tenny Tennyson thee theer thine things thou thought thro verse voice wind words Wordsworth
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Страница xliii - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Страница 72 - And o'er him, drawing it, the winter moon, Brightening the skirts of a long cloud, ran forth And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt; For all the haft twinkled with diamond sparks, Myriads of topaz-lights, and jacinth-work Of subtlest jewellery.
Страница 167 - We have but faith : we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see ; And yet we trust it comes from thee, A beam in darkness : let it grow. Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell; That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before, But vaster.
Страница 81 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Страница 131 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Страница 100 - 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...
Страница 182 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Страница 47 - All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave? All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In silence ; ripen, fall and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease.
Страница 101 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 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...