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... LADY OF SHALOTT 77 MARIANA IN THE SOUTH ELEANORE 87 94 THE MILLER'S DAUGHTER 102 FATIMA 115 CENONE 118 THE SISTERS 132 ΤΟ 135 THE PALACE OF ART 136 LADY CLARA VERE DE VERE 155 THE MAY QUEEN 159 PAGE THE MAY QUEEN : - NEW YEAR'S EVE 164 ...
... LADY OF SHALOTT 77 MARIANA IN THE SOUTH ELEANORE 87 94 THE MILLER'S DAUGHTER 102 FATIMA 115 CENONE 118 THE SISTERS 132 ΤΟ 135 THE PALACE OF ART 136 LADY CLARA VERE DE VERE 155 THE MAY QUEEN 159 PAGE THE MAY QUEEN : - NEW YEAR'S EVE 164 ...
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... lady of the time , Well worthy of the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid . XIV . Six columns , three on either side , Pure silver , underpropt a rich Throne of the massive ore , from which Down - droop'd , in many a floating fold ...
... lady of the time , Well worthy of the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid . XIV . Six columns , three on either side , Pure silver , underpropt a rich Throne of the massive ore , from which Down - droop'd , in many a floating fold ...
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... , while the worn - out clerk Brow - beats his desk below . Thou from a throne Mounted in heaven wilt shoot into the dark Arrows of lightnings . I will stand and mark . POEMS . ( PUBLISHED 1832. ) THE LADY OF SHALOTT SONNET TO J M 74.
... , while the worn - out clerk Brow - beats his desk below . Thou from a throne Mounted in heaven wilt shoot into the dark Arrows of lightnings . I will stand and mark . POEMS . ( PUBLISHED 1832. ) THE LADY OF SHALOTT SONNET TO J M 74.
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. POEMS . ( PUBLISHED 1832. ) THE LADY OF SHALOTT . PART I. ON either side.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. POEMS . ( PUBLISHED 1832. ) THE LADY OF SHALOTT . PART I. ON either side.
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... down the people go , Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below , The island of Shalott . Willows whiten , aspens quiver , Little breezes dusk and shiver Shadows of the world appear . There she sees the THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
... down the people go , Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below , The island of Shalott . Willows whiten , aspens quiver , Little breezes dusk and shiver Shadows of the world appear . There she sees the THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
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Adeline adown ALFRED TENNYSON ARABIAN NIGHTS aweary beauty beneath blow breath brow call me early Camelot cheek cloud dark dead Dear mother Ida death deep divine DOVER STREET dream DYING SWAN Earl was fair earth EDWARD MOXON Eleänore Enone evermore eyes faint fall flame floating flowers folds thy grave forlorn gazing golden prime goose green that folds harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart Heaven Heavily hangs hills hollow kiss Lady Clara Vere Lady of Shalott land lawn Let them rave light Lilian lips live forgotten look'd merman merrily mind moan moon morn New-year night o'er Oriana Queen roll'd rose round saw thro seem'd shadow silver sing sleep slowly smile song soul sound spake spirit star stept sweet tears thee thine thou thought throne turret and tree Vere de Vere voice wander weep wild wind wold
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Page 170 - ... 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 169 - Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. 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.
Page 72 - To look down to Camelot She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott And moving thro' a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear.
Page 180 - Those far-renowned brides of ancient song Peopled the hollow dark, like burning stars, And I heard sounds of insult, shame, and wrong, And trumpets blown for wars...
Page 212 - Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace : Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul, While the stars burn, the moons increase, And the great ages onward roll. Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet. Nothing comes to thee new or strange. Sleep full of rest from head to feet ; Lie still, dry dust, secure of change.
Page 5 - Her tears fell with the dews at even; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried; She could not look on the sweet heaven, Either at morn or eventide. After the flitting of the bats, When thickest dark did trance the sky, She drew her casement-curtain by, And glanced athwart the glooming flats. 20 She only said, 'The night is dreary, He cometh not,' she said; She said, 'I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead!
Page 155 - I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May. The honeysuckle round the porch has wov'n its wavy bowers, And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers ; And the wild marsh-marigold shines like fire in swamps and hollows gray, And I 'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I 'm to be Queen o
Page 76 - The gemmy bridle glitter'd free, Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy. The bridle bells rang merrily As he rode down to Camelot : And from his blazon'd baldric slung A mighty silver bugle hung, And as he rode his armour rung, Beside remote Shalott.
Page 172 - THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Page 153 - You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear ; To-morrow 'ill be the happiest time of all the glad New year ; Of all the glad New-year, mother, the maddest merriest day; For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o