The Princess (part 5) (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
"Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound,We stumbled on a stationary voice,And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from the palace' ...
"Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound,We stumbled on a stationary voice,And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from the palace' ...
I. LINDSAY castle's jutted forth On the wild, old sounding sea,And a gallant race of the hardy North, ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
Am I waking? Was I sleeping? Dearest, are you watching yet?Traces on your cheeks of weeping Glitter, 'tis in vain ...
This is the tale that the ChronicleTells of the wonderful miracleWrought by the pious Padre Serro,The very reverend Junipero.The heathen ...
I do not need the skies' Pomp, when I would be wise; For pleasaunce nor to use Heaven's champaign ...
Since this is the last night I keep you home,Come, I will consecrate you for the journey.Rather I had you ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
I wonder how you feel to-day As I have felt since, hand in hand, We sat down on the grass, ...
I started up the engine and I lingered. Where should I go? The night was fine, I figured. The bonnet ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
I NOW, O friend, whom noiselessly the snows Settle around, and whose small chamber grows Dusk as the sloping window ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
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