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" And to the barge they came. There those three Queens Put forth their hands, and took the King, and wept. But she, that rose the tallest of them all And fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shatter'd cusque, and chafed his hands And call'd... "
History of English Literature - Сторінка 514
автори: Hippolyte Taine - 1871
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Poems, Том 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 стор.
...Among new men, strange faces, other minds." And slowly answer'd Arthur from the barge : " The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself : what comfort is in me ? I have lived my life, and...
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Poems, Том 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 стор.
...rose the tallest of them all And fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shatter'd casque, and chafed his hands, And call'd him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped with dark blood : for all his face was white And...
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Poems, Том 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 стор.
...rose the tallest of them all And fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shatter'd casque, and chafed his hands, And call'd him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped with dark blood : for all his face was white And...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 стор.
...the tallest of them all And fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shatter 'd casque, and chafed his hands, And call'd him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped with dark blood : for all his face was white And...
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The Patrician, Том 4

John Burke, Bernard Burke - 1847 - 636 стор.
...doubt, in the present day, all the advantages of the institution have not survived " The old world changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world." TENNYSON'S Morte d' Arthur. This is an age of pictorial illustration,...
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Poems, Том 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 стор.
...rose the tallest of them all And fairest, laid his head upon her lap, And loosed the shatter'd casque, and chafed his hands, And call'd him by his name, complaining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped with dark blood : for all his face was white And...
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Poems, Том 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 стор.
...the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds." " The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me ? I have lived my life, and...
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Proceedings of the Literary & Philosophical Society of Liverpool, Випуск 52

Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1898 - 248 стор.
...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 himself in many ways Lest one good custom should corrupt the world." So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Mov'd from the brink,...
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The Sunday at Home, Том 31

1884 - 874 стор.
...poem: " Tho passing of Arthur." "And slowly answered Arthur from tho Uirgi 1 ; ' The old order changes, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me? If thou shouldst never see...
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Poems, Том 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 стор.
...and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds." " The old order changeth, yielding plate to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself : what comfort is in me ? I have lived my life, and...
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