Oenone (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
There lies a vale in Ida, lovelierThan all the valleys of Ionian hills.The swimming vapour slopes athwart the glen,Puts forth ...
There lies a vale in Ida, lovelierThan all the valleys of Ionian hills.The swimming vapour slopes athwart the glen,Puts forth ...
Come into the garden, Maud,For the black bat, Night, has flown,Come into the garden, Maud,I am here at the gate ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with LotIn that first war, and had his realm restoredBut rendered tributary, failed ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child;And she was the fairest of all flesh ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when ...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gapLeft by the Holy Quest; and as he satIn hall at old ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, foundHer master cold; for when the morning flushOf passion and the first embrace had died Between ...
.Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
A city clerk, but gently born and bred;His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child—One babe was theirs, a Margaret, three ...
, So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea; ...
O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer shock, Rise ...
At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay,And a pinnace, like a fluttered bird, came flying from far away:'Spanish ...
Faint as a climate-changing bird that fliesAll night across the darkness, and at dawnFalls on the threshold of her native ...
O living will that shalt endureWhen all that seems shall suffer shock,Rise in the spiritual rock,Flow thro' our deeds and ...
O that 'twere possible After long grief and pain To find the arms of my true love ...
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, Night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, ...
Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, ...
So careful of the type? but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She ...
That which we dare invoke to bless; Our dearest faith; our ghastliest doubt; He, ...
Oh, yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final end of ill, To pangs ...
Once in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed.Up there came a flower, The ...
Home they brought her warrior dead: She nor swoon'd nor utter'd cry:All her maidens, watching, said, ...
Is it, then, regret for buried time That keenlier in sweet April wakes, And ...
Home they brought her warrior dead: She nor swooned, nor uttered cry:All her maidens, watching, said, 'She must weep or ...
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship,O Priestess in the vaults of Death,O sweet and bitter in a breath,What whispers from thy lying ...
Come not, when I am dead,To drop thy foolish tears upon my grave,To trample round my fallen head,And vex the ...
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