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" A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, 'Place me in the... "
The Poetical Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson: Poet Laureate - Page 77
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1885 - 933 pages
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped with dark blood : for all his face was white And colourless, and like the wither'd...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped with dark blood : for all his face was white And colourless, and like the wither'd...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur 'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shatter 'd casque, and chafed his hands, And call'd him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1846 - 254 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped with dark blood : for all his face was white And colourless, and like the wither'd...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shatter 'd casque, and chafed his hands, And call'd him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1851 - 276 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmured Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shattered casque, and chafed his hands, And called him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmured Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shattered casque, and chafed his hands, And called him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge...complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped with dark blood : for all his face was white And colourless, and like the wither'd...
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Palæstra musarum; or, Materials for translation into Greek verse, selected ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856 - 384 pages
...making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, Place me in the barge ; And to the barge .they came. Then those three Queens Put forth their hands, and took...them all And fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loos'd the shatter'd casque, and chafd his hands, And call'd him by his name, complaining loud, And...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 642 pages
...night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur' d Arthur, "Place me in the barge," And to the barge...lap, And loosed the shatter'd casque, and chafed his hand>. And call'd him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped...
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