Pelleas and Ettarre, by Alfred Tennyson
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap
L...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap
L...
My good blade carves the casques of men,
My t...
O loyal to the royal in thyself,
And loyal to...
A still small voice spake unto me,
"Thou art ...
From the Divan Wind from the east, oh Lapwing...
From the Divan Slaves of thy shining eyes are ...
From the Divan Not all the sum of earthly happ...
I WONDER, can the night go by;
Can this shot...
I Ah, you stack of white lilies, all white a...
DEATH,
Grandiosely hackneyed subject,
I liv...
Smiles are the words beyond the words
That tho...
Angels in the early morning
May be seen the de...
I bring an unaccustomed wine
To lips long parc...
These are the days when birds come back,
A ve...
Our share of night to bear,
Our share of morn...
Of all the sounds despatched abroad,
There's ...
Across our view no bounds clear Autumn throws.
...
Chariots rumble and roll: horses whinny and nei...
One day of Spring went stealing to Chang-an Riv...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he;
...
ANCIEN RÉ GIME Now that I, tying thy g...
Χ α ί ρ ε τ &eps...
Fear death? To feel the fog in my throat,
Th...
This farm, young passengers, these marshy mea...
YOUTHS. Lo! Hesperus is here, ye youths, ari...