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... Blackwood's Magazine - Page 941862Full view - About this book
| English literature - 1833 - 388 pages
...name my spirit loathes and fears, My father held his hand upon my 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 stem black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The tall masts quivered as they... | |
| Henry Alford - Greek poetry - 1841 - 272 pages
...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... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pages
...was cut off from hope in that sad place, Which yet to name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs...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... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1843 - 260 pages
...spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXTIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs...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... | |
| Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXVIII. " Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs...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... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1846 - 260 pages
...was cut off from hope in that sad place, Which yet 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-hearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1846 - 252 pages
...I was cut off from hope in that sad place, Which yet to name my spirit 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.... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 pages
...spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon 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 XXIX. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1851 - 276 pages
...was cut off from hope in that sad place, Which yet to name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs...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... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 404 pages
...name my spirit loathes and fears : 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 high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat ; The crowds, the temples, waver' d, and the shore ; The bright... | |
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