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" I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm That without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride: for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed... "
The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson: Poet Laureate, Etc. Complete in Two ... - 125. oldal
szerző: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 oldal
...without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer...mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...

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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 oldal
...without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer...Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword—and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung...

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Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 oldal
...Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Eose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white...mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...

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Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 oldal
...without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer...mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...

Poems, 2. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 oldal
...cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou remembcrest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose...mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...

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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 oldal
...without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer...Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful. Holding the sword—and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung...

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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 404 oldal
...Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Eose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white...mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...

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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 404 oldal
...Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Eose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white...mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...

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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 oldal
...Excalibur, Which was my pride: for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Bose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword—and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king: And, wheresoever I am sung...

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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1858 - 402 oldal
...without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer...mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...




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