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" 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... "
Early Poems - Side 82
af Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1888
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Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 sider
...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...heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. VII. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells...
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Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 sider
...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...heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. TO. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain- walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells...
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The New Englander, Bind 18

1860 - 1172 sider
...breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I860.] Mr. Tennyson and the Idyls of King Arthur. 1 1 I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Fare lilies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams." So living and so diligently following his...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 sider
...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...wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch 'd, are turn'd to finest air. VOL. II. W TO. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the...
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Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 sider
...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...I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, vIl. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells...
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Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 sider
...the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces cloth'd in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. VII. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 sider
...o'er waste fens and windy fields. VI. A maiden knight—to me is given Such hope, I know not fear ; I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed...peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken hy an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are...
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Poems, Bind 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 sider
...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...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...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 sider
...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...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...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 404 sider
...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...wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch' d, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain-walls...
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