The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Том 1Henry S. King, 1875 |
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... light , From many a wondrous grot and secret cell Unnumber'd and enormous polypi Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green . There hath he lain for ages and will lie Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep , Until the latter fire ...
... light , From many a wondrous grot and secret cell Unnumber'd and enormous polypi Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green . There hath he lain for ages and will lie Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep , Until the latter fire ...
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... light To read those laws ; an accent very low In blandishment , but a most silver flow Of subtle - paced counsel in distress , Right to the heart and brain , tho ' undescried , Winning its way with extreme gentleness Thro ' all the ...
... light To read those laws ; an accent very low In blandishment , but a most silver flow Of subtle - paced counsel in distress , Right to the heart and brain , tho ' undescried , Winning its way with extreme gentleness Thro ' all the ...
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... 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 morn About the lonely moated grange . She only said , " The day is dreary , He ...
... 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 morn About the lonely moated grange . She only said , " The day is dreary , He ...
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... light Struck up against the blinding wall . She whisper'd , with a stifled moan More inward than at night or morn , " Sweet Mother , let me not here alone Live forgotten and die forlorn . " And , rising , from her bosom drew Old letters ...
... light Struck up against the blinding wall . She whisper'd , with a stifled moan More inward than at night or morn , " Sweet Mother , let me not here alone Live forgotten and die forlorn . " And , rising , from her bosom drew Old letters ...
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... Until the breaking of the light , Wrestled with wandering Israel , Past Yabbok brook the livelong night , And heaven's mazed signs stood still In the dim tract of Penuel . MADELINE . I. THOU art not steep'd in golden languors 38 ΤΟ.
... Until the breaking of the light , Wrestled with wandering Israel , Past Yabbok brook the livelong night , And heaven's mazed signs stood still In the dim tract of Penuel . MADELINE . I. THOU art not steep'd in golden languors 38 ΤΟ.
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