 I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm That without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed...  The Poems of Tennyson– 1830-1865 - 112 psl.autoriai: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1907 - 596 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 psl.
...rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding...take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle meer : To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : " It is not meet, Sir King, to leave thee thus, Aidless,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 psl.
...from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword—and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it,...take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle meer: To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : " It is not meet, Sir King, to leave thee thus, Aidless,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 psl.
...rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Eose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding...take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle meer : Watch what thou see'st, and lightly bring me word." To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : "... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 psl.
...rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding...wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime, this also shall he known : But now delay not : take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle meer : Watch what... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 psl.
...remembcrest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding...take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle meer : To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : " It is not meet, Sir King, to leave thee thus, Aidless,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 psl.
...bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I rowed across And took it, and have worn it, like a king:...take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle meer: Watch what thou seest, and lightly bring me word." To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : " It... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 404 psl.
...rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Eose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding...word." To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : " It is not meet, Sir King, to leave thee thus, Aidless, alone, and smitten thro' the helm. A little thing... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 psl.
...bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I rowed across And took it, and have worn it, like a king:...take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle meer : Watch what thou seest, and lightly bring me word." To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : "... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 284 psl.
...bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I rowed across And took it, and have worn it, like a king:...take Excalibur, And fling- him far into the middle meer : Watch what thou seest, and lightly bring me word." To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : "... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 404 psl.
...rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Eose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding...word." To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : " It is not meet, Sir King, to leave thee thus, Aidless, alone, and smitten thro' the helm. A little thing... | |
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