 And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea. Where I will heal me of my grievous wound." So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume,...  The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson - Seite 41von Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1876 - 452 Seiten
...hollows crown'd with sura(mer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound." So said he, and the baree with oar and (sail Moved from the brink, like some...full(breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death. RufHes her pure cold plume, and takes (the flood With swartliy webs. Long stood Sir Be(divere Revolving... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - 494 Seiten
...orchardlawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, 'Where I will heal me of my grievous wound." So snid he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the...verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away. At length he groan'd, and turning slowly clomb The lost hard footstep of that iron crag ; Thence mark'd... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 630 Seiten
...orchard-lawns <Vnd bowery hollows crowned with Bummer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound." So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the...Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories, till the hull Looked one black dot ngainst the verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away. ALFRED TENNYSON.... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1877 - 464 Seiten
...430 And bowery hollows crowned with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.' So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the...full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, 435 Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving... | |
 | George Melville Baker - 1877 - 190 Seiten
...heal me of my grievous wound." So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, ftke some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol...cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. A. WET SHEET AND A FLOWING SEA WET sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 688 Seiten
...lawns And bowery hollows crown 'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.' So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the...verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away. But when that moan had past for ever more, The stillness of the dead world's winter dawn Amazed him,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 428 Seiten
...orchard-lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.' So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the...verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away. At length he groan'd, and turning slowly clomb The last hard footstep of that iron crag ; Thence mark'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 262 Seiten
...summer sea, Where I will heal me 'of my grievous wound." So said he, and the barge with oar and sai. Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan,...Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories, till the hull Looked one black dot against the verge of dawn, And on he meer the wailing died away. 1 86 POFMS OF... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1878 - 708 Seiten
...Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, 446 , •*iard-lawns jammer sea, 6ns wound. '* So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the...full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruflles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir liedivere Revolving... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1879 - 244 Seiten
...orchard-lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound." So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the...verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away. At length he groan'd, and turning slowly clomb The last hard footstep of that iron crag ; Thence mark'd... | |
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