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... thou seëst if indeed I go ( For all my mind is clouded with a doubt ) To the island - valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail , or rain , or any snow , Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep PICTURES FROM ENGLISH LITERATURE . 21.
... thou seëst if indeed I go ( For all my mind is clouded with a doubt ) To the island - valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail , or rain , or any snow , Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep PICTURES FROM ENGLISH LITERATURE . 21.
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Sara A. Hamlin. Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep - meadow'd , happy , fair with 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 ...
Sara A. Hamlin. Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep - meadow'd , happy , fair with 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 ...
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... to see my daughters trudging up to their pew all blowzed and red with walking , and looking for all the world 9 Blowzed - reddened by exposure to the wind . as if they had been running a race . Now 80 PICTURES FROM ENGLISH LITERATURE .
... to see my daughters trudging up to their pew all blowzed and red with walking , and looking for all the world 9 Blowzed - reddened by exposure to the wind . as if they had been running a race . Now 80 PICTURES FROM ENGLISH LITERATURE .
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... wind's last breath had tossed in air Pennon and plaid and plumage fair , — The next but swept a lone hill - side , Where heath and fern were waving wide . The sun's last glance was glinted back From spear and glaive , from targe and ...
... wind's last breath had tossed in air Pennon and plaid and plumage fair , — The next but swept a lone hill - side , Where heath and fern were waving wide . The sun's last glance was glinted back From spear and glaive , from targe and ...
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... wind Along a wide and level green , Where neither tree nor tuft was seen , Nor rush nor bush of broom was near , To hide a bonnet or a spear . " So they walked on together , the proud Outlaw and the gallant Saxon , until Coilantogle's ...
... wind Along a wide and level green , Where neither tree nor tuft was seen , Nor rush nor bush of broom was near , To hide a bonnet or a spear . " So they walked on together , the proud Outlaw and the gallant Saxon , until Coilantogle's ...
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Alfred Tennyson Asolo beautiful bold Sir Bedivere bonnet brave bright Camelot castle CASTLE OF CHILLON child church colt cottage Coverley cried daughters dear delightful door earth EDMUND SPENSER Ellen Eppie Excalibur eyes face fair father Fitz-James flowers gaze gentle girl gray Guinevere hair hand happy head heard heart heaven holy horse JOSEPH ADDISON King Arthur knight Lady of Shalott lake LITTLE ELLIE lived Loch Katrine look Lord Marner married morning Moses mother mountains never noble o'er Olivia pass picture Pippa Pippa passes poor pretty Primrose Raveloe ride Roderick Dhu round seemed shining Silas Silas Marner Silas's silver Sir Kay Sir Roger sits smile snow soon Squire steed storm story strong sweet sword talk tell thee thing Thomas à Becket thou thought told took Vicar voice walked wife wind wonderful young
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Página 124 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Página 21 - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me?
Página 16 - Which was my pride: for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I...
Página 113 - Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right — The leaves upon her falling light — Thro...
Página 21 - Ah! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight.
Página 93 - Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven : And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head...
Página 97 - His back against a rock he bore, And firmly placed his foot before : — " Come one, come all ! this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I...
Página 19 - And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him Three times, and drew him under in the mere. And lightly went the other to the king. Then spoke King Arthur, drawing thicker breath: "Now see I by thine eyes that this is done. Speak out: what is it thou hast heard, or seen?
Página 145 - And each did well in his degree. The youngest, whom my father loved, Because our mother's brow was given To him, with eyes as blue as heaven — For him my soul was sorely moved. And truly might it be...
Página 65 - My friend (says Sir Roger) found me out this gentleman, who, besides the endowments required of him, is, they tell me, a good scholar, though he does not show it. I have given him the parsonage of the parish; and because I know his value, have settled upon him a good annuity for life. If he outlives me, he shall find that he was higher in my esteem than perhaps he thinks he is. He has now been with me thirty years ; and, though he does not know I have taken notice of it, has never in all that time...