Idylls of the KingEdward Moxon, 1859 - 261 pagina's |
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Pagina 8
... . At last , it chanced that on a summer morn ( They sleeping each by other ) the new sun Beat thro ' the blindless casement of the room , And heated the strong warrior in his dreams ; Who , moving , cast the coverlet aside , And 4 ENID .
... . At last , it chanced that on a summer morn ( They sleeping each by other ) the new sun Beat thro ' the blindless casement of the room , And heated the strong warrior in his dreams ; Who , moving , cast the coverlet aside , And 4 ENID .
Pagina 9
... morn . And when the Queen petition'd for his leave To see the hunt , allow'd it easily . So with the morning all the court were gone . But Guinevere lay late into the morn , Lost in sweet dreams , and dreaming of her love For Lancelot ...
... morn . And when the Queen petition'd for his leave To see the hunt , allow'd it easily . So with the morning all the court were gone . But Guinevere lay late into the morn , Lost in sweet dreams , and dreaming of her love For Lancelot ...
Pagina 16
... morn , And there is scantly time for half the work . Arms ? truth ! I know not all are wanted here . Harbourage truth , good truth , I know not , save , It may be , at Earl Yniol's , o'er the bridge Yonder . ' He spoke and fell to work ...
... morn , And there is scantly time for half the work . Arms ? truth ! I know not all are wanted here . Harbourage truth , good truth , I know not , save , It may be , at Earl Yniol's , o'er the bridge Yonder . ' He spoke and fell to work ...
Pagina 18
... morn When first the liquid note beloved of men Comes flying over many a windy wave To Britain , and in April suddenly Breaks from a coppice gemm'd with green and red , And he suspends his converse with a friend , Or it may be the labour ...
... morn When first the liquid note beloved of men Comes flying over many a windy wave To Britain , and in April suddenly Breaks from a coppice gemm'd with green and red , And he suspends his converse with a friend , Or it may be the labour ...
Pagina 22
... his own lips to have it - I am Geraint Of Devon - for this morning when the Queen Sent her own maiden to demand the name , His dwarf , a vicious under - shapen thing , Struck at her with his whip , and she return'd 22 ENID .
... his own lips to have it - I am Geraint Of Devon - for this morning when the Queen Sent her own maiden to demand the name , His dwarf , a vicious under - shapen thing , Struck at her with his whip , and she return'd 22 ENID .
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Pagina 251 - I made them lay their hands in mine, and swear To reverence the King as if he were Their conscience, and their conscience as their King, To break the heathen and uphold the Christ...
Pagina 255 - Yet think not that I come to urge thy crimes, I did not come to curse thee, Guinevere, I, whose vast pity almost makes me die To see thee, laying there thy golden head, My pride in happier summers, at my feet.
Pagina 8 - And bared the knotted column of his throat, The massive square of his heroic breast, And arms on which the standing muscle sloped, As slopes a wild brook o'er a little stone. Running too vehemently to break upon it.
Pagina 209 - Farewell, sweet sister,' parted all in tears. Then rose the dumb old servitor, and the dead, Oar'd by the dumb, went upward with the flood — In her right hand the lily, in her left The letter — all her bright hair streaming down — And all the coverlid was cloth of gold Drawn to her waist, and she herself in white All but her face, and that clear-featured face Was lovely, for she did not seem as dead, But fast asleep, and lay as Iho
Pagina 256 - ... that I love thee still. Perchance, and so thou purify thy soul, And so thou lean on our fair father Christ, Hereafter in that world where all are pure We two may meet before high God, and thou Wilt spring to me, and claim me thine, and know I am thine husband — not a smaller soul, Nor Lancelot, nor another. Leave me that, I charge thee, my last hope. Now must I hence. Thro...
Pagina 20 - And here had fall'na great part of a tower, Whole, like a crag that tumbles from the cliff, And like a crag was gay with wilding flowers : And high above a piece of turret stair, Worn by the feet that now were silent, wound Bare to the sun, and monstrous ivy-stems Claspt the gray walls with hairy-fibred arms, And suck'd the joining of the stones, and look'd A knot, beneath, of snakes, aloft, a grove. And while he waited in the castle court, The voice of Enid, Yniol's daughter, rang Clear thro' the...
Pagina 223 - To make men worse by making my sin known? Or sin seem less, the sinner seeming great? Alas for Arthur's greatest knight, a man Not after Arthur's heart! I needs must break These bonds that so defame me: not without She wills it: would I, if she will'd it?
Pagina 107 - I have follow'd thro' the world, And I will pay you worship ; tread me down And I will kiss you for it ; ' he was mute : So dark a forethought roll'd about his brain, As on a dull day in an Ocean cave The blind wave feeling round his long sea-hall In silence...
Pagina 21 - 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 of his fate.
Pagina 244 - Sir Lancelot, as became a noble knight, Was gracious to all ladies, and the same In open battle or the tilting-field Forbore his own advantage, and the King In open battle or the tilting-field Forbore his own advantage, and these two Were the most nobly-mannered men of all; For manners are not idle, but the fruit Of loyal nature, and of noble mind.