 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
 | Franklin Thomas Baker - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1910 - 477 pages
...mortal bars, 10 As down dark tides the glory slides, And starlike mingles with the stars. * * * * * A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear ; 15 I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease,... | |
 | Alphonso Gerald Newcomer, Alice Ebba Andrews - 1910 - 756 pages
...thicket shelter yields; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. 60 ours, on my brother: whereon, A treacherous army levied, one m 1 yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure... | |
 | Avery Warner Skinner - 1911
...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...here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces cloth'd in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, And stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal... | |
 | Samuel Parkes Cadman - 1911 - 284 pages
...shelter yields; But blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and unndy fields. ******* I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed...lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams. ******* The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells... | |
 | History - 1912
...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 me in my dreams ; And stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armor that I wear, This... | |
 | Poetry - 1912
...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... | |
 | Elias Hershey Sneath - 1913 - 351 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... | |
 | Baron Alfred Tennyson Tennyson - 1914 - 121 pages
...I climb the height ; No branchy yields ; thicket shelter 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... | |
 | Martha Adelaide Holton, Charles Madison Curry - 1914 - 287 pages
...I climb the height; No branchy thicket shelter yields, But blessed forms in whistling storms eo Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight...breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here, u5 I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace,... | |
 | Henry Carr Pearson, Mary Frederika Kirchwey - 1915 - 454 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 l1lies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal... | |
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