Complete Poetical WorksHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1882 - 635 páginas |
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... LANCELOT AND ELAINE THE HOLY GRAIL PELLEAS AND ETTARRE GUINEVERE THE PASSING OF ARTHUR THE PRINCESS : A MEDLEY IN MEMORIAM . • MAUD , AND OTHER POEMS : - MAUD . THE BROOK ; AN IDYL THE LETTERS ODE ON THE Death of THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON ...
... LANCELOT AND ELAINE THE HOLY GRAIL PELLEAS AND ETTARRE GUINEVERE THE PASSING OF ARTHUR THE PRINCESS : A MEDLEY IN MEMORIAM . • MAUD , AND OTHER POEMS : - MAUD . THE BROOK ; AN IDYL THE LETTERS ODE ON THE Death of THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON ...
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... Lancelot . A red - cross knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield , That sparkled on the yellow field , Beside remote Shalott . The gemmy bridle glitter'd free , Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy . The ...
... Lancelot . A red - cross knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield , That sparkled on the yellow field , Beside remote Shalott . The gemmy bridle glitter'd free , Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy . The ...
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... Lancelot mused a little space ; He said , " She has a lovely face ; God in his mercy lend her grace , The Lady of Shalott . " MARIANA IN THE SOUTH . WITH one black shadow at its feet , The house thro ' all the level shines , Close ...
... Lancelot mused a little space ; He said , " She has a lovely face ; God in his mercy lend her grace , The Lady of Shalott . " MARIANA IN THE SOUTH . WITH one black shadow at its feet , The house thro ' all the level shines , Close ...
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... Lancelot , to ride forth And And bring the Queen ; - and watch'd him from the gates : Lancelot past away among the flowers , ( For then was latter April ) and return'd Among the flowers , in May , with Guin- evere . To whom arrived , by ...
... Lancelot , to ride forth And And bring the Queen ; - and watch'd him from the gates : Lancelot past away among the flowers , ( For then was latter April ) and return'd Among the flowers , in May , with Guin- evere . To whom arrived , by ...
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... Lancelot , Tho ' yet there lived no proof , nor yet was heard Enid . Whereof the dwarf lagg'd latest , and the. to new ; And we that fight for our fair father Christ , Seeing that ye be grown too weak and old To drive the heathen from ...
... Lancelot , Tho ' yet there lived no proof , nor yet was heard Enid . Whereof the dwarf lagg'd latest , and the. to new ; And we that fight for our fair father Christ , Seeing that ye be grown too weak and old To drive the heathen from ...
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Aldwyth answer'd arms Arthur ask'd beneath blood breast breath Caerleon call'd Camelot child cried dark dead dear death dream Dubric earth Edith Enid ev'n evermore Excalibur eyes face fair Fair lord father fear fire flower Gawain Geraint golden grace Guinevere hall hand happy Harold hast hate hath head hear heard heart heaven holy jousts King King Arthur kiss knew Lady Lancelot land Lavaine Leofwin light Limours live look look'd Lord maid maiden Mary Merlin Morcar morn mother move never night noble o'er once Philip Prince Queen rode rose round seem'd shadow shame Sir Bedivere Sir Lancelot Sir Pelleas sleep smile song soul spake speak star stept Stigand stood sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought thro Tostig turn'd vext voice weep wild wind word
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Página 237 - 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.
Página 257 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Página 354 - Forward, the Light Brigade ! Charge for the guns ! " he said : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade...
Página 251 - Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
Página 85 - Tho' much is taken, much abides ; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Página 83 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 10 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...
Página 234 - Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur, 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.
Página 344 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
Página 257 - O love, they die in yon rich sky. They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul. And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Página 235 - That bow'd the will. I see thee what thou art. For thou, the latest-left of all my knights, In whom should meet the offices of all, Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt ; Either from lust of gold, or like a girl Valuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes. Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence : But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur, I will arise and slay thee with my hands.