 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 284 pàgines
...seem'd my soul, 'Mid onward-sloping motions infinite Making for one sure goal. A still salt pool, lock'd in with bars of sand, Left on the shore ; that hears all night '5o A. star that with the choral starry dance Join'd not, but stood, and standing saw The hollow orb... | |
 | Charles Macauley Stuart - 1896 - 328 pàgines
...three-months old at noon she came, That stood against the wall. A spot of dull stagnation, without light A still salt pool, locked in with bars of sand, Left...on the shore ; that hears all night The plunging' seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white. A star that with the choral starry dance... | |
 | Reuben Post Halleck - 1896 - 290 pàgines
...are trailing mist-like streaks depending from this cloud to the earth." " A still salt pool, lock'd in with bars of sand, Left on the shore ; that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white." A picture like this is a pure luxury... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 250 pàgines
...fleeced sheep from wattled folds Upon the ridged wolds." Ode to Memory. " A still salt pool, lock'd in with bars of sand ; Left on the shore ; that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white." The Palace of Art. Now let us view two... | |
 | Hallam Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1897 - 590 pàgines
...still wandering on the sea-shore, does not your soul feel very much like A still salt pool, lock'd in with bars of sand Left on the shore, that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white ? Do you not begin to sigh for apostolic... | |
 | 1897 - 588 pàgines
...still wandering on the sea-shore, does not your soul feel very much like A still salt pool, lock'd in with bars of sand Left on the shore, that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white ? Do you not begin to sigh for apostolic... | |
 | 1901 - 582 pàgines
...her selfish pleasures, the picture stanza tells graphically of the spirit's loneliness. The soul was "A still salt pool, locked in with bars of sand, Left on the shore, that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white. "A star that with the choral starry dance... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1898 - 360 pàgines
...still wandering on the sea-shore, does not your soul feel very much like A still salt pool, lock'd in with bars of sand Left on the shore, that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white ? Do you not begin to sigh for apostolic... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1898 - 924 pàgines
...seem'd iny soul, Mid onward-sloping motions infinite Making for one sure goal; A still salt pool, lock'd bout the founding of a Table Round, That was to be, for love 250 The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white ; A star that with the... | |
 | Stephen Lucius Gwynn - 1899 - 254 pàgines
...its spiritual exclusive arrogance in "dull stagnation" till it feels like A still salt pool, lockM in with bars of sand, Left on the shore ; that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white. And need I quote the longing of the Lotos-eaters... | |
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A still salt pool, lock'd in with bars of sand ; Left on the shore ; that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white. 
