 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 284 páginas
...angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, 70 This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in...faithful knight of God ! ' Ride on ! the prize is near.' to So pass I hostel, hall, and grange ; By bridge and ford, by park and pale, All-arm'd I ride, whate'er... | |
 | Thomas Bulfinch - 1895 - 436 páginas
...This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and rise, this heart and eyes. Are touched, are turned to finest air. " The clouds are broken in the sky,...rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Thou move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear: O just and faithful knight... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 810 páginas
...eternal peace, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in...And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Wings flutter, voices hover clear : " O just and faithful knight of God 1 Swells up, and shakes and... | |
 | Kate Stephens, Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne - 1895 - 328 páginas
...angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes ? Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in...And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony _ Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover... | |
 | Margaret Sullivan Mooney - 1895 - 350 páginas
...angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copse.,... | |
 | Charles Eliot Norton, Kate Stephens, George Henry Browne - 1895 - 328 páginas
...angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain- walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses... | |
 | William Henry Kearley Wright - 1896 - 508 páginas
...from disgrace ! Our prayers, our cheers, reach not thine ears ; One voice thou still canst hear : ' O, just and faithful knight of God ! Ride on, the prize is near.' DARTMOOR. Too long have I dwelt In the valley beneath ; Too long have I felt The soft summer wind's... | |
 | 1897 - 660 páginas
...lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure." And 1 ' О just and faithful knight of God ! Ride on ! the prize is near." "Thank you," he said, when I had closed the book ; then, as I slipped my arm about him and drew him... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1898 - 924 páginas
...angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, 70 This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in...faithful knight of God ! Ride on ! the prize is near.' go So pass I hostel, hall, and grange; By bridge and ford, by park and pale, All-arm'd I ride, whate'er... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1898 - 916 páginas
...wear, 70 This weight and size, this heart and eyes* Are touch'd, are tnrn'd to finest air. The clonds I Ride on ! the prize is near.' go So pass I hostel, hall, and grange; By bridge and ford, by park... | |
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And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear : " O just and faithful knight of God 1 Ride on ! the prize is near. 
