Sir Galahad (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the ...
MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the ...
Be-wigged and gowned, the Speaker frowned, And his frown was ill to see."Oddsfish!" he spake, "Do I mistake? Stands 'And' ...
Ho! says the Nation's purse is lean, Who fears for claim or bond or debt, When all the glories that ...
Here is a temple strangely wrought:Within it I can seeTwo spirits of a diverse thoughtContend for mastery.One is an angel ...
Fire in the heavens, and fire along the hills,and fire made solid in the flinty stone,thick-mass'd or scatter'd pebble, fire ...
Fire in the heavens, and fire along the hills, and fire made solid in the flinty stone, thick-massed or scattered ...
And suppose the darlings get to Mantua, suppose they cheat the crypt, what next? Begin with him, unshaven. Though not, ...
THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,-- The venturous bark that flings On the ...
I leant upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-gray, And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day. ...
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, ...
THROUGH halls of vanished pleasure, And hold of vanished power, And crypt of faith forgotten, A came to Ludlow tower. ...
Pale as the night that pales In the dawn's pearl-pure pavillion, I wait for thee, ...
Pale as the night that pales In the dawn's pearl-pure pavillion, I wait for thee, ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
The demon in me's not dead, He's living, and well. In the body as in a hold, In the self ...
MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ...
To visit the Escurial We took a motor bus, And there a guide mercurial Took charge of us. He showed ...
The hands of the clock were reaching high In an old midtown hotel; I name no name, but its sordid ...
The ArgumentA certain man having landed on an island in the Greek sea, found there a beautifuldamsel, whom he would ...
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