 A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, 'Place me in the...  The Illustrated Magazine - Pagina 1201867Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1867 - 738 pagina’s
...voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste laud, where no one conies Or hath come since the making of the world." Forgotten then the wilea of Launcelot and fair Guinevere felt only that the good man she called her husband was wounded... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pagina’s
...as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge they came. There those three Queens... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 pagina’s
...as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge they came. There those three Queens... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pagina’s
...as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur 'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge they came. There those three Queens... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 pagina’s
...as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a windv that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge they came. There those three Queens... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 pagina’s
...as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmured Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge they came. There those three Queens... | |
 | John George Hollway - 1853 - 176 pagina’s
...of human work, one could almost be inclined to pronounce the Dovre Fjeld one of those " Waste lands where no one comes Or hath come since the making of the world." • Jerkin, the Dovre Fjeld station, is a spacious and Chap. VI. SPORT OX THE DOVRE FJELD. 117 comfortable... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pagina’s
...as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. TENNYSON. Birds, the free tenants of earth, air, and ocean, Their forms all symmetry, their motions... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 pagina’s
...as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmured Arthur, " Place me in the barge," And to the barge they came. There those three Queens... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1898 - 248 pagina’s
...as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes Or hath come since the making of the world. And slowly answer'd Arthur from the barge "The old order changeth, yielding place to new And God fulfils... | |
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