The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson Volume Ñ‚. 1; Idyllis of the king - Maud
2012
First Published
64
Number of Pages
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1860 ...been With Arthur in the fight which all day long Rang by the white mouth of the violent Glem; And in the four wild battles by the shore Of Duglas; that on Bassa; then the war That thunder'd in and out the gloomy skirts Of Celidon the forest; and again By castle Gurniory where the glorious King Had on his cuirassl'worn our Lady's Head, Carved of one emerald, center'd in a sun Of silver rays, that lighten'd as he breathed; And at Caerleon had he help'd his lord, When the strong neighings of the wild white Horse Set every gilded parapet shuddering; And up in Agned Cathregonion too, And down the waste sand-shores of Trath Treroit, Where many a heathen fell; "and on the mount Of Badon I myself beheld the King Charge at the head of all his Table Round, And all his legions crying Christ and him, And break them; and I saw him, after, stand High on a heap of slain, from spur to plume Red as the rising sun with heathen blood, And seeing me, with a great voice he cried 'They are broken, they are broken' for the King, However mild he seems at home, nor cares For triumph in our mimic wars, the jousts For if his own knight east him down, he laughs Saying, his knights are better men than he—-Yet in this heathen war the fire of God Fills I never saw his there lives No greater leader." While he utter'd this, Low to her own heart said the lily maid "Save your great self, fair lord;" and when he fell From talk of war to traits of pleasantry—-Being mirthful he but in a stately kind—She still took note that when the living smile Died from his lips, across him came a cloud Of melancholy severe, from which again, Whenever in her hovering to and fro The lily maid had striven to make him cheer, Th...
