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" My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The high masts flicker'd... "
The Cheltonian - Page 63
by Cheltenham College - 1868
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Blackwood's Magazine, 92. köide

1862
...upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, 28. Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings, with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. 29. The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples, and the people, and the shore; One drew...
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Chapters on the Poets of Ancient Greece

Henry Alford - 1841 - 263 lehte
...hand upon his face; " ' Still strove to speak—my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly T could descry The stern blackbearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. "' The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore: One drew a sharp...
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Poems, 1. köide

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 231 lehte
...to name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 231 lehte
...his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXTIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 58. köide

1863
...carved ; but to a most admirable result : " The high masts trembled as they lay afloat ; The towers, the temples wavered, and the shore; The bright death...the victim's throat, Touched, and I knew no more." I should fancy, my friend, that you have nothing to say against such tampering with the coin. This...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845
...his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXVIII. " Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver 'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846
...loathes and fears: XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Uimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. xxix. " The tall masts quivcr'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
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POEMS

ALFRED TENNYSON - 1851
...name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore; One drew...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854
...name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with, sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting: to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
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Poems, 1. köide

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 379 lehte
...hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded...wolfish eyes, "Waiting to see me die. " The high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat ; The crowds, the temples, waver' d, and the shore ; The bright death...
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