The works of Alfred Tennyson, Volume 5Strahan & Company, 1873 |
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Page 231 - Merlin, overtalk'd and overworn, Had yielded, told her all the charm, and slept. Then, in one moment, she put forth the charm Of woven paces and of waving hands, And in the hollow oak he lay as dead, And lost to life and use and name and fame. Then crying ' I have made his glory mine...
Page 7 - THE COMING OF ARTHUR. THE COMING OF ARTHUR. EODOGRAN, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child ; And she was fairest of all flesh on earth, Guinevere, and in her his one delight.
Page 56 - And as thou sayest it is enchanted, son, For there is nothing in it as it seems Saving the King ; tho' some there be that hold The King a shadow, and the city real : Yet take thou heed of him, for, so thou pass Beneath this archway, then wilt thou become A thrall to his enchantments, for the King Will bind thee by such vows, as is a shame A man should not be bound by, yet...
Page 173 - O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ourselves, By taking true for false, or false for true ; Here, thro...
Page 240 - In Love, if Love be Love, if Love be ours,. Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers : Unfaith in aught is want of faith in all. " It is the little rift within the lute, That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all. " The little rift within the lover's lute Or little pitted speck in garner'd fruit, That rotting inward slowly moulders all.
Page 1 - DEDICATION. THESE to His Memory — since he held them dear, Perchance as finding there unconsciously Some image of himself — I dedicate, I dedicate, I consecrate with tears — These Idylls. And indeed He seems to me Scarce other than my king's ideal knight, ' Who reverenced his conscience as his king; Whose glory was, redressing human wrong ; Who spake no slander, no, nor listen'd to it; Who loved one only and who clave to her...
Page 34 - Blow thro' the living world — "Let the King reign." ' Shall Rome or Heathen rule in Arthur's realm ? Flash brand and lance, fall battleaxe upon helm, Fall battleaxe, and flash brand ! Let the King reign.
Page 2 - How modest, kindly, all-accomplish'd, wise, With what sublime repression of himself, And in what limits, and how tenderly ; Not swaying to this faction or to that ; Not making his high place the lawless perch Of wing'd ambitions, nor a vantage-ground For pleasure ; but thro...
Page 29 - And truth is this to me, and that to thee ; And truth or clothed or naked let it be. Rain, sun, and rain ! and the free blossom blows : Sun, rain, and sun ! and where is he who knows ? From the great deep to the great deep he goes.
Page 146 - It chanced the song that Enid sang was one Of Fortune and her wheel, and Enid sang : " Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel and lower the proud: Turn thy wild wheel thro' sunshine, storm, and cloud; Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate. " Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel with smile or frown : With that wild wheel we go not up or down ; Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great. " Smile and we smile, the lords of many lands ; Frown and we smile, the lords of our own hands; For man is man and master...