 Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing...  Poems - Side 71av Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 586 sider
...story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some unnamed penalty, a certain web to... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 594 sider
...story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — « On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had^ under some unnamed penalty, a certain web to... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 596 sider
...decline to maim, by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the liver lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe...the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some unnamed penalty, a certain web to... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 528 sider
...story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus, — " On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the'sky,' — And through the field the road runs by." The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 518 sider
...story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but ii opens thus, — " On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the'sky,' — And through the field the road runs by." The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster... | |
 | 1833 - 590 sider
...story of which \ve decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some unnamed penalty, a certain web to... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 sider
...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro' the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 sider
...Arrows of lightnings. I will stand and mark. POEMS. (PUBUSHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART I. ON either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky ; And thro' the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where... | |
 | 1844 - 671 sider
...The green sheathed daffodilly, Tremble in the water chilly, Round about Shalott." Second edition : " And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow, Round an island there below, The island of Shalott." We prefer the fringe of water-loving plants in... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 sider
...Arrows of lightnings. I will stand and mark. POEMS. (PUBLISHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART I. ON either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky : And thro' the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where... | |
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