 A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...  Poems - Page 181by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1891 - 302 pages
...yields; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight—to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to...living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1893 - 302 pages
...plain, I climb the height; No branchy thicket shelter yields; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight...living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight... | |
 | Sir Mungo William MacCallum - Arthurian romances - 1894 - 464 pages
...I climb the height ; No branchy thicket shelter yields ; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. " A maiden knight...haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, f This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 922 pages
...I climb the height ; No branchy thicket shelter yields ; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight...not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure liiies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 348 pages
...beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, 35 And star-like mingles with the stars. A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know...breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. 40 I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace,... | |
 | Charles Eliot Norton, Kate Stephens, George Henry Browne - Literature - 1895 - 328 pages
...plain, I climb the height; No branchy thicket shelter yields ; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight...living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight... | |
 | Margaret Sullivan Mooney - English literature - 1895 - 350 pages
...plain, I climb the height; No branchy thicket shelter yields; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight...in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace Whose odors haunt my dreams; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This weight... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 284 pages
...thicket shelter yields : x But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. 60 A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know...living beams, ' Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, 70 This weight... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - English poetry - 1895 - 802 pages
...I climb the height ; No branchy thicket shelter yields ; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A "maiden knight...here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces cloth'd in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams ; And, stricken... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - English poetry - 1895 - 810 pages
...plain, I climb the height; No branchy thicket shelter yields ; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight...often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Whose odors haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, Pure spaces cloth'd in living beams,... | |
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