The Holy Grail and Other PoemsFields, Osgood & Company, 1870 - Всего страниц: 202 |
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... sweet , And theirs are bestial , hold him less than man : And there be those who deem him more than man , And dream he dropt from heaven : but my belief In all this matter - so ye care to learn 18 THE COMING OF ARTHUR .
... sweet , And theirs are bestial , hold him less than man : And there be those who deem him more than man , And dream he dropt from heaven : but my belief In all this matter - so ye care to learn 18 THE COMING OF ARTHUR .
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... Sweet faces , who will help him at his need . " And there I saw mage Merlin , whose vast wit And hundred winters are but as the hands Of loyal vassals toiling for their liege . " And near him stood the Lady of the lake , - Who knows a ...
... Sweet faces , who will help him at his need . " And there I saw mage Merlin , whose vast wit And hundred winters are but as the hands Of loyal vassals toiling for their liege . " And near him stood the Lady of the lake , - Who knows a ...
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... sweet words , and comforted my heart , And dried my tears , being a child with me . And many a time he came , and evermore , As I grew , greater grew with me ; and sad At times he seem'd , and sad with him was I , Stern too at times ...
... sweet words , and comforted my heart , And dried my tears , being a child with me . And many a time he came , and evermore , As I grew , greater grew with me ; and sad At times he seem'd , and sad with him was I , Stern too at times ...
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... now Tell me , what drove thee from the Table Round , My brother ? was it earthly passion crost ? " " Nay , " said the knight ; " for no such passion mine . But the sweet yision of the Holy Grail Drove me 38 THE HOLY GRAIL .
... now Tell me , what drove thee from the Table Round , My brother ? was it earthly passion crost ? " " Nay , " said the knight ; " for no such passion mine . But the sweet yision of the Holy Grail Drove me 38 THE HOLY GRAIL .
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But the sweet yision of the Holy Grail Drove me from all vainglories , rivalries , And earthly heats that spring and sparkle out Among us in the jousts , while women watch Who wins , who falls ; and waste ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. But the sweet yision of the Holy Grail Drove me from all vainglories , rivalries , And earthly heats that spring and sparkle out Among us in the jousts , while women watch Who wins , who falls ; and waste ...
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Стр. 144 - If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
Стр. 143 - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
Стр. 141 - Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels. — And on a sudden, lo ! the level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon.
Стр. 165 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Стр. 143 - Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere, "Ah! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight.
Стр. 130 - And bore him to a chapel nigh the field, A broken chancel with a broken cross, That stood on a dark strait of barren land: On one side...
Стр. 135 - And if indeed I cast the brand away, Surely a precious thing, one worthy note, Should thus be lost for ever from the earth, Which might have pleased the eyes of many men.
Стр. 138 - The great brand Made lightnings in the splendour of the moon, And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch, Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter shock By night, with noises of the northern sea. So...
Стр. 145 - So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories, till the hull Look'd one black dot against the verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away. But when that moan had past for evermore, The stillness of the dead world's winter dawn Amazed him, and he groan'd, "The King is gone.
Стр. 142 - 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 barge,