The Poems of Alred Tennyson, 1830-1863Dent, 1906 - 601 oldal |
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ix. oldal
... o'er their glories lost . " The advance from this poem to Tennyson's magic region of 1830 , leads us happily not to Macpherson but the old Border Ballads . He used to declaim some of his favourite ballads— " Clerk Saunders " and " Fair ...
... o'er their glories lost . " The advance from this poem to Tennyson's magic region of 1830 , leads us happily not to Macpherson but the old Border Ballads . He used to declaim some of his favourite ballads— " Clerk Saunders " and " Fair ...
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... o'er me , and it may be I entwine The indecision of my present mind With it's past clearness , yet it seems to me As even then the torrent of quick thought Absorbed me from the nature of itself With it's own Timbuctoo 7 Lilian.
... o'er me , and it may be I entwine The indecision of my present mind With it's past clearness , yet it seems to me As even then the torrent of quick thought Absorbed me from the nature of itself With it's own Timbuctoo 7 Lilian.
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... o'er it many , round and small , The cluster'd marish - mosses crept . Hard by a poplar shook alway , All silver - green with gnarled bark : For leagues no other tree did mark The level waste , the rounding gray . She only said , " My ...
... o'er it many , round and small , The cluster'd marish - mosses crept . Hard by a poplar shook alway , All silver - green with gnarled bark : For leagues no other tree did mark The level waste , the rounding gray . She only said , " My ...
18. oldal
... veering passion fann'd , About thee breaks and dances ; When I would kiss thy hand , The flush of anger'd shame O'erflows thy calmer glances , And o'er black brows drops down A sudden - curved 18 Poems , chiefly Lyrical 18.
... veering passion fann'd , About thee breaks and dances ; When I would kiss thy hand , The flush of anger'd shame O'erflows thy calmer glances , And o'er black brows drops down A sudden - curved 18 Poems , chiefly Lyrical 18.
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... o'er black brows drops down A sudden - curved frown . ( 1853 ) XIV THE MERMAN I WHO would be A merman bold , Sitting alone , Singing alone Under the sea , With a crown of gold , On a throne ? 2 I would be a merman bold ; I would sit and ...
... o'er black brows drops down A sudden - curved frown . ( 1853 ) XIV THE MERMAN I WHO would be A merman bold , Sitting alone , Singing alone Under the sea , With a crown of gold , On a throne ? 2 I would be a merman bold ; I would sit and ...
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175. oldal - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge, like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle— Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil...
176. oldal - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
255. oldal - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
176. oldal - In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have...
286. oldal - but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries ' a thousand types are gone : I care for nothing, all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.
256. oldal - Thou wilt not leave us in the dust : Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die ; And thou hast made him : thou art just.
183. oldal - In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
133. oldal - Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere: "The sequel of to-day unsolders all The goodliest fellowship of famous knights Whereof this world holds record. Such a sleep They sleep — the men I loved. I think that we Shall never more, at any future time, Delight our souls with talk of knightly deeds. Walking about the gardens and the halls Of Camelot, as in the days that were. I perish by this people which I made, — Tho' Merlin sware that I should come again To rule once more; but, let what will be,...
211. oldal - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten Because my heart is pure.
175. oldal - Myself not least, but honor'd of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.