Poems, Volume 2Edward Moxon, Dover Street., 1843 - 231 pages |
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... 165 · 171 SIR GALAHAD · 174 EDWARD GRAY 179 WILL WATERPROOF'S LYRICAL MONOLOGUE 182 LADY CLARE · 195 THE LORD OF BURLEIGH · 201 SIR LAUNCELOT AND QUEEN GUINEVERE . 206 K PAGE A FAREWELL 209 THE BEGGAR MAID 211 THE vi CONTENTS .
... 165 · 171 SIR GALAHAD · 174 EDWARD GRAY 179 WILL WATERPROOF'S LYRICAL MONOLOGUE 182 LADY CLARE · 195 THE LORD OF BURLEIGH · 201 SIR LAUNCELOT AND QUEEN GUINEVERE . 206 K PAGE A FAREWELL 209 THE BEGGAR MAID 211 THE vi CONTENTS .
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... Lord , King Arthur : then , because his wound was deep , The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him , Sir Bedivere , the last of all his knights , And bore him to a chapel nigh the field , A broken chancel with a broken cross , That stood on a ...
... Lord , King Arthur : then , because his wound was deep , The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him , Sir Bedivere , the last of all his knights , And bore him to a chapel nigh the field , A broken chancel with a broken cross , That stood on a ...
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... lord Should be to aftertime , but empty breath And rumours of a doubt ? but were this kept , Stored in some treasure - house of mighty kings , Some one might show it at a joust of arms , ( Saying , King Arthur's sword , Excalibur ...
... lord Should be to aftertime , but empty breath And rumours of a doubt ? but were this kept , Stored in some treasure - house of mighty kings , Some one might show it at a joust of arms , ( Saying , King Arthur's sword , Excalibur ...
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... Lord Arthur , whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead , When every morning brought a noble chance , And every chance brought out a noble knight . Such times have been ...
... Lord Arthur , whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead , When every morning brought a noble chance , And every chance brought out a noble knight . Such times have been ...
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... in memory , so old at heart , At such a distance from his youth in grief , That , having seen , forgot ? The common mouth , So gross to express delight , in praise of her Grew oratory . Such a lord is Love , And OR , THE PICTURES . 21.
... in memory , so old at heart , At such a distance from his youth in grief , That , having seen , forgot ? The common mouth , So gross to express delight , in praise of her Grew oratory . Such a lord is Love , And OR , THE PICTURES . 21.
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Alice the nurse answer'd beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag cubits dark dipt Dora dream earth Ellen Adair Eustace Excalibur eyes face fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone gray grew hand happy heard heart Heaven high dial hope hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald mind moon moorland morn never night o'er pass'd passion QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade Simeon SIMEON STYLITES sleep slow light song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thousand summers thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd words yonder
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Page 173 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Page 16 - If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
Page 93 - In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's breast ; In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest ; In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove ; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
Page 89 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices.
Page 228 - O well for the sailor lad That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!
Page 8 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?' And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere : ' I heard the water lapping on the crag, And the long ripple washing in the reeds.
Page 176 - A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...
Page 103 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be ; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales ; I leard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the nations...
Page 9 - This is a shameful thing for men to lie. Yet now, I charge thee, quickly go again As thou art lief and dear, and do the thing I bade thee, watch, and lightly bring me word.
Page 87 - IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole* Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me...