Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold ...
Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold ...
You ask me, why, tho' ill at ease, Within this region I subsist, Whose spirits falter in the mist, And ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship, O Priestess in the vaults of Death, O sweet and bitter in a breath, What whispers ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
IT was the time when lilies blow, And clouds are highest up in air, Lord Ronald brought a lily-white doe ...
Roman Virgil, thou that singest Ilion's lofty temples robed in fire, Ilion falling, Rome arising, wars, and filial faith, and ...
So was their sanctuary violated, So their fair college turned to hospital; At first with all confusion: by and by ...
"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they ...
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship, O Priestess in the vaults of Death, O sweet and bitter in a breath, What whispers ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur's table, ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child; And she was the fairest of all ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
Dedication These to His Memory--since he held them dear, Perchance as finding there unconsciously Some image of himself--I dedicate, I ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
IN her ear he whispers gaily, 'If my heart by signs can tell, Maiden, I have watch'd thee daily, And ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer shock, Rise in the spiritual rock, Flow thro' ...
O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer shock, Rise in the spiritual rock, Flow thro' ...
Written at the Request of the Mantuans for the Nineteenth Centenary of Virgil's Death Roman Virgil, thou that singest Ilion's ...
One writes, that "Other friends remain," That "Loss is common to the race"-- And common is the commonplace, And vacant ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. I said, "O Soul, make merry ...
The wind, that beats the mountain, blows More softly round the open wold, And gently comes the world to those ...
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