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" My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The high masts flicker'd... "
Blackwood's Magazine - 94. oldal
1862
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The Works of Alfred Tennyson, 835. kiadás,2. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1874 - 180 oldal
...name my spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs...black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat ; The crowds, the temples, waver'd, and the shore ; The...

The Complete Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - 494 oldal
...name my spirit loathesand fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, "Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs...black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. "The high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat ; The crowds, the temples, waver'd, and the shore ; The...

The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, 1. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - 336 oldal
...name my spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry " The high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat ; The crowds, the temples, waver' d, and the shore ; The bright...

The Iliad

Homer, William Lucas Collins - 1876 - 172 oldal
...name my spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs,...black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One drew a...

Euripides, 3. kötet

William Bodham Donne - 1876 - 396 oldal
...name my spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs, As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stem black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes Waiting to see me die." — TENXTSOH: "A Dream of Fair Women."...

Tennyson's Complete Works: (Including Queen Mary)

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1876 - 452 oldal
...name my spirit loathes and (fears: My father held his hand upon his face; I, blinded with my tears, ,,Still strove to speak: my voice was thick (with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry Tlie stern black-bearded kings with wolfish (eyes, Waiting to see me die. ,,Tbe high masts flicker'd...

The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - 392 oldal
...name my spirit loathes and fears i My father held his hand npon his face: I, hlinded with my tears, "Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimiy I conld descry The stern hlack-hearded kings with wolflsh eyes, Waiting to see me die. "The high...

A commonplace book of thoughts, memories and fancies, original and selected

Anna Brownell Jameson - 1877 - 486 oldal
...My father held his hand upon his face ; I, hlinded with my tears, Essayed to speak ; my voice came thick with sighs • As in a dream ; dimly I could descry The stern black-hearded kings with wolf•sh eyes Waiting to see me die. The tall masts quiver'd as they lay...

The Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 688 oldal
...name my spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, ' Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs...black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. ' The high masts flicker' d as they lay afloat ; The crowds, the temples, waver'd, and the shore; The...

Homer. The Iliad

William Lucas Collins - 1878 - 170 oldal
...his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs, As HI a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One drew a...




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