Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels — And on a sudden, lo! the... The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson: Poet Laureate - Seite 69von Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1892 - 882 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| David Staines - 1982 - 237 Seiten
...all was a Queen, and all they had black hoods, and they wept and shrieked when they saw King Arthur. Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed When all...ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream — by these Three Queens with crowns of gold — and from... | |
| Jon Stallworthy - 1974 - 356 Seiten
...and Other Pvems that he had bought in Edinburgh the previous July,16 he read The Passing of Arthur': Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as...That all the decks were dense with stately forms, Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - by these Three Queens with crowns of gold: and from them... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1995 - 244 Seiten
...based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels - 190 And on a sudden, lo! the level lake, And the long...ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - bv these Three Queens with crowns of gold - and from them... | |
| Inga Bryden - 1998 - 424 Seiten
...Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels — And on a sudden, lo! the level lake. And the long glories of (he winter moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky...ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled. black-hooded, like a dream by these Three Queens with crowns of gold and from them rose... | |
| Verlyn Flieger - 2005 - 196 Seiten
...wepte and wayled, and so toke the foreste and went all that nyght. (716) Here is Tennyson's version: Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as...That all the decks were dense with stately forms, Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream-by these Three Queens with crowns of gold. . . . Then loudly... | |
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