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" A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams;... "
The Cornhill Magazine - Page 464
edited by - 1873
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 250 pages
...beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. SIR GALAHAD. TO. The clouds are broken in the sky, And...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 pages
...beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. TO. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain-...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch 'd, are turn'd to finest air. VOL. II. W TO. The clouds are broken in the sky, And...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in the sky, And through the mountain-walls...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1846 - 254 pages
...beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. VII. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain-walls...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in the sky, And through the mountain-walls...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 400 pages
...beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro' the mountain-walls...
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Select specimens of the English poets, ed. by A. De Vere

Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 pages
...beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odours haunt my dreams ; And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, — This weight and size, — this heart and eyes Are touched, are turned to finest air. The clouds are broken in the sky, And through the mountain-walls...
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The New Speaker. With an Essay on Elocution

John Connery - Elocution - 1861 - 416 pages
...Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, And, stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, Are touch'd, are tun'd to finest air. The clouds are broken in the sky, And through the mountain-walls...
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Irish Diamonds: Or, a Chronicle of Peterstown

Emily Bowles - 1864 - 258 pages
...Moylan went out, like Judas, to do his master's bidding. CHAPTER XXII. " Stricken by an angel's hand, This mortal armour that I wear, This weight and size, this heart and eyes, — ' Are touched, are turned, to finest air." Tennyson. It was true that Molina was at Duncarra....
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