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" In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining Heavily the low sky raining Over tower'd Camelot. "
Poems - Page 70
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 379 pages
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pages
...me," cried The Lady of Shalott. PART IV. IN the stormy east-wind straining, The pale-yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining,...afloat, And round about the prow she wrote The Lady of Shdott. And down the river's dim expanse— Like some bold seer in a trance, Seeing all his own mischance—...
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The United States Democratic Review, Volume 14

United States - 1844 - 671 pages
...the merit of the alterations in them: In the stormy cast wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining, Heavily the low sky raining Over towered Camelot. Outside the isle a shallow boat Beneath a willow lay afloat, Below the carven stern...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...cried The Lady of Shalott. РЛПТ IT. In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale-yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining,...afloat, And round about the prow she wrote The Lady of S/talott. And down the river's dim expanse — Like some bold seer in a trance, Seeing all his own...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...me," cried The Lady of Shalott. PART IV. IN the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining, Heavily the low sky raining Over tower 'd Camelot ; Down she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And round about the...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...me," cried The Lady of Shalott. P*RT IV. Iv the stormy east-wind straining, The pale-yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining,...And down the river's dim expanse — Like some bold se£r in a trance, Seeing all his own mischance — With a glassy countenance Did she look to Camelot....
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The Churchman's companion

1872 - 500 pages
...to herself the appropriate lines, " 'In the stormy east- wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining Heavily the low sky raining Over tower' d Camelot;' " when Emmie appeared at the drawing-room door. Bertha jumped up. " Emmie ! what...
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Howitt's Journal of Literature and Popular Progress, Volume 3

William Howitt - 1848 - 432 pages
...the most prominent part, and in very legible characters, " He writes, ' THE LADY OP SHALOTT.' " Then down the river's dim expanse Like some bold seer in a trance," so that he has no power to help himself,. — so intoxicating is the thirst for fame :— and withal,...
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Marian Withers, Volume 1

Geraldine Endsor Jewsbury - 1851 - 936 pages
...moment's forgetfulness. He sat all that evening by his fireside, looking his trouble in the face : "Like some bold seer in a trance, Seeing all his own mischance With a glassy countenance." Marian gradually sank into silence ; and every now and then Aunt Alice stole a quiet glance into his...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1851 - 276 pages
...curse is come upon me," cried PART IV. IN the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining, Heavily the low sky raining Over towered Camelot; Down she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And round about the prow...
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The Clintons; or, Deeps and shallows of life

1853 - 960 pages
...thus she entered into rest. CHAPTER IX. In the stormy east wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining, Heavily the low sky raining Over towered Camelot. TENNYSON. THE hand of winter had begun angrily to strike down the red glories of the...
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