 And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. * Icebergs. But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard, Like one that feels a nightmare * on his bed When all the house is mute. So sigh'd the king, Muttering and murmuring at his ear, " Quick, quick ! I fear...  The National Review - Page 399edited by - 1855Full view - About this book
 | Children's poetry, English - 1889 - 552 pages
...shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him through the place of tombs. But, as he walked, King Arthur panted hard, Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed When all the house is mute. So sighed the King, Muttering and murmuring at his ear, "Quick, quick ! I fear it is too late, and I shall... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson, Frederick James Rowe, William Trego Webb - 1890 - 178 pages
...knee, O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard, Like one...Quick, quick ! I fear it is too late, and I shall die.' 180 But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge, Clothed with his breath, and looking, as he walk'd,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson, Frederick James Rowe, William Trego Webb - 1890 - 182 pages
...knee, O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard, Like one...Quick, quick ! I fear it is too late, and I shall die.' 180 But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge, Clothed with his breath, and looking, as he walk'd,... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - American poetry - 1890 - 976 pages
...When all the house is mute. So sighed the King, Muttering and murmuring at his ear, "Quick, quick 1 I fear it is too late, and I shall die." But the other...ridge, Clothed with his breath, and looking, as he walked, Larger than human on the frozen hills. He heard the deep behind him, and a cry Before. His... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1891 - 302 pages
...knee, O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed When all...Muttering and murmuring at his ear, "Quick, quick ! I foar it is too late, and I shall die." But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge, Clothed with... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1893 - 302 pages
...knee, O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed When all...Muttering and murmuring at his ear, " Quick, quick ! I foar it is too late, and I shall die." But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge, Clothed with... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1893 - 288 pages
...knee, O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard, Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed "Vhen all the house is mute. So sigh'd the King, Muttering and murmuring at his ear, " Quick, quick... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 138 pages
...knee, O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard, Like one...from ridge to ridge, Clothed with his breath, and lookinc, as he walk'd, 350 Larger than human on the frozen hills. He heard the deep behind him, and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - Arthurian romances - 1894 - 72 pages
...shoulders drew the languid hands, 10 And rising bore him through the place of tombs. But, as he walked, King Arthur panted hard, Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed When all the house is mute. So sighed the King, Muttering and murmuring at his ear, " Quick, quick ! I fear it is too late, and I... | |
 | Louis Du Pont Syle - English poetry - 1894 - 478 pages
...knee, O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard, Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed 345 When all the house is mute. So sigh'd the King, Muttering and murmuring at his ear, ' Quick, quick... | |
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