 Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot. She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces thro' the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She look'd down to Camelot.  The Publishers Weekly - Sayfa 5421881Tam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | 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 sayfa
...has she, The Lady of Shalott.' A knight, however, happens to ride past her window, coming • from Camelot ;* From the bank, and from the river, He flashed into the crystal mirror — " Tirra lirra, tirra lirra," (lirrar?) Sang Sir Launcelot.' — p. 15. The lady stepped to the window to look at the... | |
 | 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 sayfa
...care has she, The Lady of Shalott.' A knight, however, happens to ride past her window, coming ' from Camelot;* From the bank, and from the river, He flashed into the crystal mirror — " Tirra lirra, tirra lirra," (lirrar?) Sang Sir Launcelot.' — p. 15. The lady stepped to the window to look at the... | |
 | 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 sayfa
...care has she, The Lady of Shalott.' A knight, however, happens to ride past her window, coming ' from Camelot ;* From the bank, and from the river, He flashed into the crystal mirror — " Tirra lirra, tirra Urra" (lirrar?) Sang Sir Launcelot.' — p. 15. The lady stepped to the window to look at the... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 518 sayfa
...1833.] POEMS BY ALFRED TENNYSON. Ill A knight, however, happens to ride past her window, coming "from Camelot ;« From the bank, and from the river, He...flashed into the crystal mirror, — ' Tirra lirra, tirra lirra,' (lirrar ?) Sang Sir Launcelot." — p. 15. The lady stepped to the window to look at... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 sayfa
...coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flash'd into the crystal mirror, " Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot, She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces thro' the room. She saw the water-lily bloom,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 sayfa
...brow in sunlight glow'd ; On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode ; From underneath his helmet flow'd His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flash'd into the crystal mirror, " Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot. She left the web,... | |
 | 1844 - 671 sayfa
...trode, From underneath his helmet flowed His coal black curls, as on he rode, As he rode dqwn from Camelot. From the bank, and from the river, He flashed into the crystal mirror, 'Tirra lirra, tirra lirra,' Sang Sir Launcelot. She left the web; she left the loom : She made three paces thro'... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 sayfa
...brow in sunlight glow'd ; On burnish 'd hooves his war-horse trode ; From underneath his helmet flow'd His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flash 'd into the crystal mirror, " Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot. She left the web,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 sayfa
...brow in sunlight glow'd ; On burnish'd hooves his war-horne trade ; From underneath his helmet flow'd His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down to Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flash'd into the crystal mirror, " Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot. 450 457 She saw the... | |
 | William Howitt - 1848 - 432 sayfa
...brow in sunlight glowed; On burnished hooves his war-horse trode; From underneath his helmet flowed His coal-black curls as on he rode, As he rode down...from the river \ He .flashed into the crystal mirror, " in all his charms and splen%)urs. So long as the poet is true to his mission, Popularity will not... | |
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