As she fled fast through sun and shade
The happy winds upon her play'd,
Blowing the ringlet from the braid.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere
The happy winds upon her play'd,
Blowing the ringlet from the braid.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere
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- Broad based upon her people's will,
And compassed by the inviolate sea.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- To the... - This laurel greener from the brows
Of him that utter'd nothing base.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- To the... - And statesmen at her council met
Who knew the seasons,
when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds... - Her feet beneath her petticoat
Like little mice stole in and out,
As if they feared the light; But oh, she dances such... - A rosebud set with little wilful thorns,
And sweet as English air could make her,
she. -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess... - And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went In that new world... - His honour rooted in dishonour stood,
And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Idylls of the King... - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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Maud, Part i, Sect. xxii, Stanza... - That tower of strength
Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Ode on the Death of...
