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" 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... "
The Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson - 405. oldal
szerző: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1908
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Poems, 2. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 oldal
...Read, mouthing out his hollow oes and aes, Deep-chested music, and to this result. MORTE D'ARTHUR. So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the...by the winter sea ; Until King Arthur's table, man hy man, Had fall'n in Lyonness about their Lord, King Arthur : then, because his wound was deep, The...

A hand-book for travellers in Devon & Cornwall [by T.C. Paris].

Thomas Clifton Paris - 1859 - 388 oldal
...that "sweet land of Lyonesse," where, according to the poet, fell the heroic King Arthur, when — " All day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea." Spenser has given us a glimpse of this legendary region, which he places on the confines of Fairyland...

All the Year Round, 1. kötet;21. kötet

1869 - 646 oldal
...rings, and brass furniture for horses, were still sometimes dug up at Slaughter Bridge, where ages ago All day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by tbe winter Ben, Until King Arthur's table, man by man, Had fallen in Lyonness about their lord. Across...

Black's Guide to the South-western Counties of England: Dorsetshire

1862 - 500 oldal
...both chieftains fell, and the famous Knights of the Round Table died by their lord's side : — " When all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter-sea ; Until King Arthur's table, man by man, Had fall'n in Lyonness about their lord." — TENNYSON....

A Walk from London to Land's End and Back: With Notes by the Way

Elihu Burritt - 1865 - 498 oldal
...robes woven of sunbeams, moonlight and white mist. Here the laureate made King Arthur fall, when — All day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea. But the more unpoetical and statistical legend-makers go into figures and gravely tell the world how...

The Holy Grail and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - 208 oldal
...King am I, whatsoever be their cry ; And one last act of kinghood shalt thou see Yet ere I pass " ; and, uttering this, the king Made at the man : then...which many a heathen sword Had beaten thin, while Arthul; at one blow Striking the last stroke with Excalibur, Slew him, and all but slain himself he...

The Monthly Packet of Evening Readings for Members of ..., 10. kötet,55-60. rész

1870 - 648 oldal
...his shadow. It will be seen that this is different from the version adopted by Tennyson, where ' ' Arthur at one blow, Striking the last stroke with...Excalibur, Slew him, and all but slain himself, he fell.' Focaccia de' Cancellieri of Pistoia, a young man of notoriously dissolute manners, slew his uncle in...

Monthly Packet of Evening Readings for Members of the English ..., 10. kötet

1870 - 646 oldal
...in his shadow. It will be seen that this is different from the version adopted by Tennyson, where ' Arthur at one blow, Striking the last stroke with...Excalibur, Slew him, and all but slain himself, he fell.' Focaccia de' Cancellieri of Pistoia, a young man of notoriously dissolute manners, slew his uncle in...

The Holy Grail: And Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - 216 oldal
...king. King am I, whatsoever be their cry ; And one last act of kinghood shalt thou see Yet ere I pass." And, uttering this, the king Made at the man : then Modred smote his liege Hard ou that helm, which many a heathen sword Had beaten thin, while Arthur at one blow -f Striking the...

The Holy Grail: And Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - 216 oldal
...whatsoever be their cry ; And one last act of kinghood shall thou see Yet ere I pass." And,uttering this, the king Made at the man : then Modred smote his liege Hard ou that helm, which many a heathen sword Had beaten thin, while Arthur at one blow Striking the last...




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