Locksley Hall (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
'The Bull, the Fleece are cramm'd, and not a room For love or money. Let us picnic there At Audley ...
"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they ...
At break of day the College Portress came: She brought us Academic silks, in hue The lilac, with a silken ...
So all day long the noise of battle roll'd Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur's table, ...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap Left by the Holy Quest; and as he sat In hall ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
So was their sanctuary violated, So their fair college turned to hospital; At first with all confusion: by and by ...
Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used ...
Morn in the wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and each by ...
'Te somnia nostra reducunt.' OVID. And ask ye why these sad tears stream? Why these wan eyes are dim with ...
The wind, that beats the mountain, blows More softly round the open wold, And gently comes the world to those ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man ...
With one black shadow at its feet, The house thro' all the level shines, Close-latticed to the brooding heat, And ...
It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Matched with an aged wife, ...
Once more the gate behind me falls; Once more before my face I see the moulder'd Abbey-walls, That stand within ...
What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let ...
Calm is the morn without a sound, Calm as to suit a calmer grief, And only thro' the faded leaf ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
Minnie and Winnie Slept in a shell. Sleep, little ladies! And they slept well. Pink was the shell within, Silver ...
MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ...
A city clerk, but gently born and bred; His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child-- One babe was theirs, a ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
WITH BLACKEST moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all: The rusted nails fell from the knots That held ...
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. I said, "O Soul, make merry ...
Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western ...
WHEN the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free In the silken sail of infancy, The tide of time flow'd ...
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