 | 1878 - 676 Seiten
...for to heal me of my grievous wound. And if thou never hear more of me, pray for my soul." Idyll. — Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere, " Ah, my lord Arthur, whither shall I go!..." And slowly answered Arthur from the barge... " Oomfort thyself, what comfort is in me?... Tf thou shouldst... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 Seiten
...Arthur who, with lance in rest, from spur to plume a star of tournament, shot through the lists of Camelot, and charged before the eyes of ladies and...Bedivere : — " Ah ! my lord Arthur, whither shall I go1! where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes? tor now I see the true old times are dead, when every... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 Seiten
...the King; Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest, From spur to plume a star of tournament. 445 Shot thro' the lists at Camelot, and charged Before...shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eye," .' For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance, And... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 Seiten
...Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest, From spur to plume a star of tournament, 445 TENNYSON. Shot thro' the lists at Camelot, and charged Before...Sir Bedivere, " Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall 1 go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes'? For now I see the true old times are dead, When... | |
 | 1856 - 416 Seiten
...Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest, From spur to plume a star of tournament, Shot through the lists at Camelot, and charged Before the eyes of ladies and of kings. Let not the purpose of this analysis of detail be misunderstood. Fine phrases and fine passages do... | |
 | 1855 - 338 Seiten
...Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest, From spur to plume a star of tournament, Shot through the lists at Camelot, and charged Before the eyes of ladies and of kings. Let not the purpose of this analysis of detail be misunderstood. Fine phrases and fine passages do... | |
 | George Brimley - 1858 - 376 Seiten
...Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest, From spur to plume a star of tournament, Shot through the lists at Camelot, and charged Before the eyes of ladies and of kings. Let not the purpose of this analysis of detail be misunderstood. Fine phrases and fine passages do... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1860 - 404 Seiten
...that fringed his lips. So like a shatter'd column lay the King; Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest, From spur to plume a star of tournament,...at Camelot, and charged Before the eyes of ladies aud of kings. Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere, " Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ?... | |
 | J. E. Carnes - 1860 - 16 Seiten
...shores o* Time. . «€ Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedlvere. '- Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall J go ? , Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I tee the true old tim«s are dead." ' Apd slowly answered Arthur from the barge • * The old order... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 Seiten
...Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest, From spur to plume a star of tournament, Shot through the lists at Camelot, and charged Before the eyes...shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see tlie true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out... | |
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Mix'd with the knightly growth that fringed his lips. So like a shatter'd column lay the king ; Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest,. From spur to plume a star of tournament, Shot thro' the lists at Camelot, and charged Before the eyes of ladies... 
