The Princess (The Conclusion) (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
So closed our tale, of which I give you all The random scheme as wildly as it rose: The words ...
So closed our tale, of which I give you all The random scheme as wildly as it rose: The words ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
Love is and was my Lord and King, And in his presence I attend To hear the tidings of my ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Matched with an aged wife, ...
Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child; And she was the fairest of all ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing Under my eye; Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing Over ...
One writes, that "Other friends remain," That "Loss is common to the race"-- And common is the commonplace, And vacant ...
The wind, that beats the mountain, blows More softly round the open wold, And gently comes the world to those ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
A city clerk, but gently born and bred; His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child-- One babe was theirs, a ...
The path by which we twain did go, Which led by tracts that pleased us well, Thro' four sweet years ...
Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea; The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape, ...
'The Bull, the Fleece are cramm'd, and not a room For love or money. Let us picnic there At Audley ...
So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur's table, ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found Her master cold; for when the morning flush Of passion and the first embrace had ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea; The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape, ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap Left by the Holy Quest; and as he sat In hall ...
A prince I was, blue-eyed, and fair in face, Of temper amorous, as the first of May, With lengths of ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
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