The Last Tournament (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
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 ...
WHEN the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free In the silken sail of infancy, The tide of time flow'd ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and ...
Oh, yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final end of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of ...
THE groundflame of the crocus breaks the mould, Fair Spring slides hither o'er the Southern sea, Wavers on her thin ...
Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again, And howlest, issuing out of night, With blasts that blow the poplar white, And ...
I Who would be A mermaid fair, Singing alone, Combing her hair Under the sea, In a golden curl With ...
Life and Thought have gone away Side by side, Leaving door and windows wide. Careless tenants they! All within is ...
'The Bull, the Fleece are cramm'd, and not a room For love or money. Let us picnic there At Audley ...
My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not, ...
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, Night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
The wind, that beats the mountain, blows More softly round the open wold, And gently comes the world to those ...
Faint as a climate-changing bird that flies All night across the darkness, and at dawn Falls on the threshold of ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
Sad Hesper o'er the buried sun And ready, thou, to die with him, Thou watchest all things ever dim And ...
O Love, Love, Love! O withering might! O sun, that from thy noonday height Shudderest when I strain my sight, ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found Her master cold; for when the morning flush Of passion and the first embrace had ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
A prince I was, blue-eyed, and fair in face, Of temper amorous, as the first of May, With lengths of ...
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, Night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here ...
Once in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed. Up there came a flower, The people said, a ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
Our enemies have fall'n, have fall'n: the seed, The little seed they laugh'd at in the dark, Has risen and ...
I Who would be A merman bold, Sitting alone Singing alone Under the sea, With a crown of gold, On ...
Move eastward, happy earth, and leave Yon orange sunset waning slow: From fringes of the faded eve, O, happy planet, ...
By night we linger'd on the lawn, For underfoot the herb was dry; And genial warmth; and o'er the sky ...
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