Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems

So all day long the noise of battle roll'd
Among the mountains by the winter sea;
Until King Arthur's table, man by man,
Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their Lord,
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Excerpt from "Maud"

She is coming, my own, my sweet;
Were it ever so airy a tread,
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Live thy Life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
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Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot
In that first war, and had his realm restored
But rendered tributary, failed of late
To send his tribute; wherefore Arthur called
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There is a sound of thunder afar,
Storm in the south that darkens the day,
Storm of battle and thunder of war,
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MY good blade carves the casques of men,
My tough lance thrusteth sure,
My strength is as the strength of ten,
Because my heart is pure.
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It is the miller's daughter,
And she is grown so dear, so dear,
That I would be the jewel
That trembles in her ear:
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Birds' love and birds' song
Flying here and there,
Birds' songand birds' love
And you with gold for hair!
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Elaine the fair, Elaine the loveable,
Elaine, the lily maid of Astolat,
High in her chamber up a tower to the east
Guarded the sacred shield of Lancelot;
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Full knee-deep lies the winter snow,
And the winter winds are wearily sighing:
Toll ye the church bell sad and slow,
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