 Sometimes on lonely mountain-meres I find a magic bark; I leap on board, no helmsman steers, I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail: With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail....  The works of Tennyson. Sch. ed - Página 110por Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1884Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1891 - 56 páginas
...clergymen. 38. A magic bark. See page 29, lines 610-15. SIR GALAHAD. 43 A gentle sound, an awful light t Three angels bear the holy Grail : "With folded feet,...mingles with the stars. When on my goodly charger borne Through dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn, The streets are dumb with snow.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1892 - 904 páginas
...bark; I leap on board : no helmsman steers : I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail : With folded feet,...Thro' dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christinas morn, The streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, But o'er the dark... | |
 | 1884 - 60 páginas
...; I leap on board : no helmsman steers : I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light ! Three angels bear the holy Grail : With folded feet,...glory slides, And, star-like, mingles with the stars." While in such legends as the Arthurian group the grain of truth, if it exists, is so imbedded as to... | |
 | Martha Adelaide Holton, Charles Madison Curry - 1914 - 308 páginas
...I leap on board: no helmsman steers: 40 I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light ! Three angels bear the holy Grail : With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. 45 Ah, blessed vision! blood of God! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory... | |
 | Henry Carr Pearson, Mary Frederika Kirchwey - 1915 - 506 páginas
...; I leap on board ; no helmsman steers ; I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light ! Three angels bear the holy Grail ; With folded feet,...mingles with the stars. When on my goodly charger borne Through dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn, The streets are dumb with snow.... | |
 | 1916 - 792 páginas
...leap on board : no helmsman steers : I float till all is dark. 40 A gentle sound, an awful light ! shadow, I with these did play. - xcix The forward...his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. 50 The cock crows ere the Christmas morn, The streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 828 páginas
...bark; I leap on board: no helmsman steers: I float till all is dark. 40 A gentle sound, an awful light! like rebounding * ҨÀ 0 " 1916 , Gshe turns h 1 go, 50 The cock crows ere the Christmas morn, The streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles... | |
 | Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1917 - 402 páginas
...bark; I leap on board : no helmsman steers : I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail : With folded feet,...wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God 1 My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with... | |
 | Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1917 - 426 páginas
...I leap on board : no helmsman steers : I float till all is dark. 5 A gentle sound, an awful light ! Three angels bear the Holy Grail : With folded feet,...wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! 10 My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And starlike mingles with... | |
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