The Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 3. kötetMacmillan, 1908 |
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4. oldal
... fair daughter , and none other child ; And she was fairest of all flesh on earth , Guinevere , and in her his one delight . For many a petty king ere Arthur came Ruled in this isle , and ever waging war Each upon other , wasted all the ...
... fair daughter , and none other child ; And she was fairest of all flesh on earth , Guinevere , and in her his one delight . For many a petty king ere Arthur came Ruled in this isle , and ever waging war Each upon other , wasted all the ...
14. oldal
... , thro ' the cross And those around it and the Crucified , Down from the casement over Arthur , smote Flame - colour , vert and azure , in three rays , One falling upon each of three fair queens , Who 14 THE COMING OF ARTHUR .
... , thro ' the cross And those around it and the Crucified , Down from the casement over Arthur , smote Flame - colour , vert and azure , in three rays , One falling upon each of three fair queens , Who 14 THE COMING OF ARTHUR .
15. oldal
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson Hallam Tennyson Baron Tennyson. One falling upon each of three fair queens , Who stood in silence near his throne , the friends Of Arthur , gazing on him , tall , with bright Sweet faces , who will help him ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson Hallam Tennyson Baron Tennyson. One falling upon each of three fair queens , Who stood in silence near his throne , the friends Of Arthur , gazing on him , tall , with bright Sweet faces , who will help him ...
17. oldal
... fair Beyond the race of Britons and of men . Moreover , always in my mind I hear A cry from out the dawning of my life , A mother weeping , and I hear her say , " O that ye had some brother , pretty one , To guard thee on the rough ways ...
... fair Beyond the race of Britons and of men . Moreover , always in my mind I hear A cry from out the dawning of my life , A mother weeping , and I hear her say , " O that ye had some brother , pretty one , To guard thee on the rough ways ...
22. oldal
... fair beginners of a nobler time , And glorying in their vows and him , his knights Stood round him , and rejoicing in his joy . Far shone the fields of May thro ' open door , The sacred altar blossom'd white with May , The Sun of May ...
... fair beginners of a nobler time , And glorying in their vows and him , his knights Stood round him , and rejoicing in his joy . Far shone the fields of May thro ' open door , The sacred altar blossom'd white with May , The Sun of May ...
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answer'd arms Arthur's hall ask'd Balan battle Bedivere behold brake brother brought Caerleon call'd Camelot child court cried Dagonet damsel dark dead death dream Dubric Enid ev'n Excalibur eyes face fair fair lord father fell fire flower follow'd fool Galahad Gareth Garlon Gawain Geraint Guinevere hand hath heard heart heathen heaven Holy Grail horse Idylls Isolt jousts King Arthur kitchen-knave knave knight lady lance Lavaine Limours live look'd lord Mabinogion maid maiden Merlin Modred never noble o'er once past Pelleas Percivale Prince Queen quest return'd ride rode rose seem'd shame shield Sir Balin Sir Bedivere Sir Kay Sir Lancelot Sir Pelleas smiled spake speak star stood sweet sword Table Round thee thine thou art thou hast thought thro told tower Tristram turn'd vext Vivien voice vows wherefore wild wood
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415. oldal - 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. 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.
463. oldal - To-day I saw the dragon-fly Come from the wells where he did lie. "An inner impulse rent the veil Of his old husk : from head to tail Came out clear plates of sapphire mail. "He dried his wings: like gauze they grew: Thro' crofts and pastures wet with dew A living flash of light he flew.
414. oldal - 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,
407. oldal - In aftertime, this also shall be known : But now delay not : take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle mere : Watch what thou seest, and lightly bring me word.
409. oldal - Thou hast betray'd thy nature and thy name, Not rendering true answer, as beseem'd Thy fealty, nor like a noble knight : For surer sign had follow'd, either hand, Or voice, or else a motion of the mere. This is a shameful thing for men to lie. Yet now, I charge thee, quickly go again As thou art lief and dear, and do the thing I bade thee, watch, and lightly bring me word.
411. oldal - 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.
408. oldal - 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.
389. oldal - I made them lay their hands in mine, and swear To reverence the King as if he were Their conscience, and their conscience as their King, To break the heathen and uphold the Christ...
408. oldal - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?' And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere : ' I heard the water lapping on the crag, And the long ripple washing in the reeds.
405. oldal - Hard on that helm which many a heathen sword Had beaten thin; while Arthur at one blow, Striking the last stroke with Excalibur, Slew him, and all but slain himself, he fell. So all day long the noise of battle roll'd 170 Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur's Table, man by man, Had fall'n in Lyonnesse about their lord, King Arthur.