The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson. [Vol.8,9 are of the 1878 ed. With] The dramatic works [&c.]. |
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Strona 9
... dark old place will be gilt by the touch of a millionnaire : I have heard , I know not whence , of the singular beauty of Maud ; I play'd with the girl when a child ; she promised then to be fair . XVIII . Maud with her venturous ...
... dark old place will be gilt by the touch of a millionnaire : I have heard , I know not whence , of the singular beauty of Maud ; I play'd with the girl when a child ; she promised then to be fair . XVIII . Maud with her venturous ...
Strona 14
... dark garden ground , Listening now to the tide in its broad - flung ship- wrecking roar , Now to the scream of a madden'd beach dragg'd down by the wave , Walk'd in a wintry wind by a ghastly glimmer , and found The shining daffodil ...
... dark garden ground , Listening now to the tide in its broad - flung ship- wrecking roar , Now to the scream of a madden'd beach dragg'd down by the wave , Walk'd in a wintry wind by a ghastly glimmer , and found The shining daffodil ...
Strona 20
... dark , an Isis hid by the veil . Who knows the ways of the world , how God will bring them about ? Our planet is one , the suns are many , the world is wide . Shall I weep if a Poland fall ? shall I shriek if a Hungary fail ? Or an ...
... dark , an Isis hid by the veil . Who knows the ways of the world , how God will bring them about ? Our planet is one , the suns are many , the world is wide . Shall I weep if a Poland fall ? shall I shriek if a Hungary fail ? Or an ...
Strona 26
... dark Kept itself warm in the heart of my dreams , Ready to burst in a colour'd flame ; Till at last when the morning came In a cloud , it faded , and seems But an ashen - gray delight . IV . What if with her sunny hair , And smile as ...
... dark Kept itself warm in the heart of my dreams , Ready to burst in a colour'd flame ; Till at last when the morning came In a cloud , it faded , and seems But an ashen - gray delight . IV . What if with her sunny hair , And smile as ...
Strona 35
... dark moor land , Rapidly riding far away , She waved to me with her hand . There were two at her side , Something flash'd in the sun , Down by the hill I saw them ride , In a moment they were gone : Like a sudden spark Struck vainly in ...
... dark moor land , Rapidly riding far away , She waved to me with her hand . There were two at her side , Something flash'd in the sun , Down by the hill I saw them ride , In a moment they were gone : Like a sudden spark Struck vainly in ...
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ask'd babble bailiff beat beauty bell be toll'd blood Blush bow'd breath Breton brimming river brook brother Cannon cheat cold crush'd dance dark dead dear delight dream DUKE OF WELLINGTON dust echo evermore eyes fair father feet flash'd flow To join garden glimmer gloom glory golden gone grave Hall hand happy happy day head hear heart heart of stone Heaven high Hall-garden honour join the brimming Katie land lichen Light Brigade lilies Lombard look'd lord love go madness marriage Maud meadow moor Mourn never night o'er passionate peace people's voice Philip poison'd poor pride rings Rode the six rose Rosy rough but kind round seem'd shadow shining sighs silent six hundred smile sorrow spleen stood sunny sweet talk thee thing thou thought thro turn'd vext VIII walks watch and ward weep White Rose wood
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Strona 123 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Strona 174 - Came through the jaws of Death Back from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred.
Strona 171 - 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. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
Strona 76 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Strona 97 - A shadow flits before me, Not thou, but like to thee : Ah Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
Strona 77 - She is weary of dance and play.' Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day ; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Strona 79 - And the soul of the rose went into my blood. As the music clash'd in the hall; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all...
Strona 148 - Of Europe, keep our noble England whole, And save the one true seed of freedom sown Betwixt a people and their ancient throne, That sober freedom out of which there springs Our loyal passion for our temperate kings!
Strona 141 - O friends, our chief state-oracle is mute : Mourn for the man of long-enduring blood, The statesman-warrior, moderate, resolute, Whole in himself, a common good. Mourn for the man of amplest influence, Yet clearest of ambitious crime...
Strona 41 - Let the sweet heavens endure, Not close and darken above me Before I am quite quite sure That there is one to love me ; Then let come what come may To a life that has been so sad, I shall have had my day.