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" Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight. "
The Holy Grail: And Other Poems - Page 154
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - 222 lehte
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Poems, 2. köide

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 lehte
...Bedivere, " Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every...Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole ROUND TARLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world; And I> the last, go forth companionless,...
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Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, 41. köide

1850 - 758 lehte
...awakening for the first time to the true state of affairs, he was ready to exclaim with Sir Bedivere, — Now I see the true old times are dead, When every...chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight. His imaginative, hopeful temperament, by heretofore depicting the future in the most seductive and...
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Poems, 1. köide

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 lehte
...Bedivere, " Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every...knight. Such times have been not since the light that lei The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole EOUND TABLE is dissolved Which was an...
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The Church

1876 - 832 lehte
...and Titns, and Timotheus, and a loving group besides ; days like those of the ancient chivalry, — " When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight." Even in his earlier imprisonment the apostle had with him a faithful few whose names are united with...
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Poems, 1. köide

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 lehte
...Bedivere, " Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every...holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole BOUND TABLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world ; And I, the last, go forth companionless,...
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Poems, 1. köide

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 404 lehte
...Bedivere, " Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every...holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole BOUND TABLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world ; And I, the last, go forth companionless,...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 lehte
...Bedivere, " Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every...holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole BOITND TABLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world ; And I, the last, go forth companionless,...
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Palæstra musarum; or, Materials for translation into Greek verse, selected ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1856 - 384 lehte
...thyself. 323. Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every...chance brought out a noble knight. Such times have not been since the light that led The holy elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the old Round Table...
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The modern reader and speaker

David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 lehte
...Bedivere : — " Ah ! my lord Arthur, whither shall I go1! where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes? tor now I see the true old times are dead, when every morning brought a noble chance, and every chanco brought out a noble knight. Such times have been not since the light that led the holy elders...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 lehte
...Bedivere, " Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eye," .' For now I see the true old times are dead, When every...And every chance brought out a noble knight. Such tiini's have been not since the light that led The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the...
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