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Page 46
He saw thro ' life and death , thro ' good and ill , He saw thro ' his own soul . The
marvel of the everlasting will , An open scroll , Before him lay : with echoing feet
he threaded The secret ' st walks of fame : The viewless arrows of his thoughts ...
He saw thro ' life and death , thro ' good and ill , He saw thro ' his own soul . The
marvel of the everlasting will , An open scroll , Before him lay : with echoing feet
he threaded The secret ' st walks of fame : The viewless arrows of his thoughts ...
Page 123
Then first I heard the voice of her , to whom Coming thro ' Heaven , like a light that
grows Larger and clearer , with one mind the Gods Rise up for reverence . She to
Paris made Proffer of royal power , ample rule Unquestion ' d , overflowing ...
Then first I heard the voice of her , to whom Coming thro ' Heaven , like a light that
grows Larger and clearer , with one mind the Gods Rise up for reverence . She to
Paris made Proffer of royal power , ample rule Unquestion ' d , overflowing ...
Page 115
Light horrors thro ' her pulses : the blind walls Were full of chinks and holes ; and
overhead Fantastic gables , crowding , stared : but she Not less thro ' all bore up ,
till , last , she saw The white - flower ' d elder - thicket from the field Gleam thro ...
Light horrors thro ' her pulses : the blind walls Were full of chinks and holes ; and
overhead Fantastic gables , crowding , stared : but she Not less thro ' all bore up ,
till , last , she saw The white - flower ' d elder - thicket from the field Gleam thro ...
Page 117
He dried his wings : like gauze they grew : Thro ' crofts and pastures wet with dew
A living flash of light he flew . ” I said , “ When first the world began , Young
Nature thro ' five cycles ran , And in the sixth she moulded man . “ She gave him ...
He dried his wings : like gauze they grew : Thro ' crofts and pastures wet with dew
A living flash of light he flew . ” I said , “ When first the world began , Young
Nature thro ' five cycles ran , And in the sixth she moulded man . “ She gave him ...
Page 162
So sleeping , so aroused from sleep Thro ' sunny decads new and strange , Or
gay quinquenniads would we reap The flower and quintessence of change . Ah ,
yet would l — and would I might ! So much your eyes my fancy takeBe still the first
...
So sleeping , so aroused from sleep Thro ' sunny decads new and strange , Or
gay quinquenniads would we reap The flower and quintessence of change . Ah ,
yet would l — and would I might ! So much your eyes my fancy takeBe still the first
...
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Page 72 - There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine...
Page 157 - A land of streams ! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go ; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below. They saw the gleaming river seaward flow From the inner land : far off, three mountain-tops, Three silent pinnacles of aged snow, Stood sunset-flush'd : and, dew'd with showery drops, Up-clomb the shadowy pine above the woven copse. The charmed sunset linger'd low adown In the red West : thro...
Page 66 - Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of ShalotL Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right— The leaves upon her falling light— Thro...
Page 162 - All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil ? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave ? All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In silence, ripen, fall and cease : Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease ! 5.
Page 86 - 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; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the nations...
Page 10 - WHEN cats run home and light is come, And dew is cold upon the ground, And the far-off stream is dumb, And the whirring sail goes round, And the whirring sail goes round ; Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits.
Page 65 - She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces thro' the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She look'd down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide ; The mirror crack'd from side to side ; ' The curse is come upon me,
Page 91 - I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race. Iron-jointed, supple-sinew'd, they shall dive, and they shall run, Catch the wild goat by the hair, and hurl their lances in the sun; Whistle back the parrot's call, and leap the rainbows of the brooks, Not with blinded eyesight poring over miserable books — Fool, again the dream, the fancy!
Page 193 - But though his eyes are waxing dim, And though his foes speak ill of him, He was a friend to me. Old year, you shall not die ; We did so laugh and cry with you, I've half a mind to die with you, Old year, if you must die.
Page 160 - And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear : " O just and faithful knight of God ! Ride on ! the prize is near.
Bibliographic information
| Title | Poems Poems, Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) |
| Author | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) |
| Edition | 3 |
| Published | 1845 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 25 Sep 2006 |
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