 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 murmur'd Arthur, ' Place me in the...  Poems - Страница 13написао/ла Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - 514 страница
...shrills Ail night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. 2. Then murmur'd Arthur : " Place me in the barge, " And to the barge they came. There tho<e three queen Put forth their hands, and took the king and wept. But she that roso the tallcst... | |
 | 1871 - 910 страница
...up from the three queens, when Sir Bedivere bore the wounded Arthur down to their barge, to " a wind that shrills all night in a waste land where no one comes, nor hath come, since the making of the world." And there is a calm, self-contained strength about the... | |
 | 1872 - 900 страница
...comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmured Arthur, " Place me in the barge " ; So ' [c O U Hx f C &C Ma;U 7 5 %Xm Mb?... O ] )g w ! -` / T 4 NBu LP E8 E > 84 Aud fairest, laid his head upon her lap, Aud loosed the shattered casque, and chafed his hands, And... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872 - 360 страница
...olght in & waste land, where no one comes, Ur hath come, since the making of the world. Then mnrmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...they came. There those three Queens Put forth their bauds, and took the King, and wept. Bat ehe that rose the tallest of them all And fairest, laid hie... | |
 | Henry Kingsley - 1872 - 248 страница
...grace 1841 it had actually no name, for the simple reason that no one had ever been 'there before. " A waste land where no one comes, Or hath come since the making of the world." They knew this coast — that it was waterless and uninhabited for a thousand miles. It did not matter... | |
 | 1872 - 752 страница
...brilliant moonlight, while the wind kept howling, whistling, and lamenting, as if I were indeed in the waste land " where no one comes, or hath come, since the making of the world." It was fairly mornirg when, my coffee drunk, my reckoning paid, my host taken leave of, I found myself... | |
 | 1872 - 720 страница
...up from the three queens, when Sir Bedivere bore the wounded Arthur down to their barge, to "a wind that shrills all night in a waste land where no one comes, nor hath come, since the making of the world." And there is a calm, self-contained strength about the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1873 - 340 страница
...that shivcr'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...world. Then murmur'd Arthur, ' Place me in the barge.' So to the barge they came. There those three Queens Put forth their hands, and took the King, and wept.... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1873 - 614 страница
...that shivered 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...Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmured Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge they came. There those three Queens Put... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1874 - 180 страница
...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...Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur' d Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge they came. There those three Queens Put... | |
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