The Growth of the Idylls of the KingJ.B. Lippincott, 1894 - 161 pages |
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57 copy 59 edition allegory answer'd archaic form Arthur legend Arthur's court Arthurian ask'd battle beast blameless King British Museum British Museum copy call'd changes charger Coming of Arthur cried damsel Doorm doubtless Dubric early texts Elaine English Enid and Nimuë Excalibur expression eyes fair False fixt Four Idylls Gawain Geraint and Enid gift given Goethe's Faust Gorlois Grant me pardon Guinevere hath heart heathen Holy Grail horse ideals King Arthur knight Kuno Fischer Lady lake Le Morte Darthur look'd Lord Tennyson's Mabinogion maiden Malory Malory's manuscript Merlin Merlin's feet Modred Morte d'Arthur Nimue noble nobler friend Pelleas poem poet poetic poetry Prince Queen rode rose ruin'd silver wand Sir Lancelot sir Pelleas skull-cap song South Kensington Enid South Kensington Museum spake sparrow-hawk story subject-matter Table Round Tennyson Tennyson's Idylls thee thou thought thro true variations vext Vivien voice wild
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Page 130 - O me ! for why is all around us here As if some lesser god had made the world, But had not force to shape it as he would, Till the High God behold it from beyond, And enter it, and make it beautiful...
Page 130 - Perchance, because we see not to the close ; — For I, being simple, thought to work His will, And have but stricken with the sword in vain ; And all whereon I lean'd in wife and friend Is traitor to my peace, and all my realm Reels back into the beast, and is no more. My God, thou hast forgotten me in my death : Nay — God my Christ — I pass but shall not die.
Page 147 - I found Him in the shining of the stars, I mark'd Him in the flowering of His fields, But in His ways with men I find Him not.
Page 105 - Yet must I leave thee, woman, to thy shame. I hold that man the worst of public foes Who either for his own or children's sake, To save his blood from scandal, lets the wife Whom he knows false, abide and rule the house: For being thro...
Page 127 - He rose, he turn'd, and flinging round her neck, Claspt it ; but while he bow'd himself to lay Warm kisses in the hollow of her throat, Out of the dark, just as the lips had touch'd, Behind him rose a shadow and a shriek — " Mark's way," said Mark, and clove him thro
Page 153 - And now I've closed my epic strain; I tremble as I show it, lest this same warrior-drover Wayne Should ever catch the Poet!
Page 129 - Traitors— and strike him dead, and meet myself Death, or I know not what mysterious doom. And thou remaining here wilt learn the event; But hither shall I never come again, Never lie by thy side; see thee no more — Farewell!
Page 117 - Clang battleaxe, and clash brand! Let the King reign. The King will follow Christ, and we the King In whom high God hath breathed a secret thing. Fall battleaxe, and flash brand! Let the King reign.
Page 149 - Not of the sunlight, Not of the moonlight, Not of the starlight ! O young Mariner, Down to the haven, Call your companions, Launch your vessel, And crowd your canvas, And, ere it vanishes Over the margin, After it, follow it, Follow The Gleam.
Page 131 - Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories, till the hull Look'd one black dot against the verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away.