 Repeating, till the word we know so well Becomes a wonder, and we know not why, So dwelt the father on her face, and thought 'Is this Elaine?' till back the maiden fell, Then gave a languid hand to each, and lay, Speaking a still good-morrow with her...  Lancelot and Elaine - Stran 33avtor: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 94 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | 1862 - 656 strani
...in that process of vacant meditation of Elaine's father — " As when we dwell upon a word we know, Repeating till the word we know so well Becomes a wonder, and we know not why." Perhaps in more pregnant reflection. At last he shut the book with a start, to snatch himself from... | |
 | 1861 - 372 strani
...of prayers, these ever-recurring words: "Dow she love me?" " As when we dwell upon a word we know, Repeating, till the word we know so well Becomes a wonder and we know not why ;" * so ran they through his brain, and, still echoing in his mind, shaped dreams of doubtful love; when, after... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - 304 strani
...light of dawn Flared on her face, she shrilling 'Let me die !' As when we dwell upon a word we know Repeating, till the word we know so well Becomes a...the father on her face and thought ' Is this Elaine 1 ' till back the maiden fell, Then gave a languid hand to each, and lay, Speaking a still good-morrow... | |
 | 1860 - 634 strani
...This, for instance, is a confusion familiar to us all : — ' As when wo dwell upon a word we know Repeating, till the word we know so well Becomes a wonder, and we know not why.' The following from his ' Dream ' is perhaps an experience we cannot all assume for ourselves, but we... | |
 | 1860 - 632 strani
...this. This, for instance, is a confusion familiar to us all:— ' As when we dwell upon a word we know Repeating, till the word we know so well Becomes a wonder, and we know not why.' The following from his ' Dream' is perhaps an experience we cannot all assume for ourselves, but we... | |
 | 1862 - 542 strani
...noticed it in the following passage : — "As when we dwell upon a word we know, Repeating till the sound we know so well Becomes a wonder, and we know not why." Thus the converse operation is performed in the mind. What has been familiarized loses its accustomed... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 strani
...light of dawn. Flared on her face, she shrilling ' Let me die ! ' As when we dwell upon a word we know Repeating, till the word we know so well Becomes a...not why, So dwelt the father on her face and thought 4 Is this Elaine ? ' till back the maiden fell, Then gave a languid hand to each, and lay, Speaking... | |
 | Edward Dutton Cook - 1863 - 334 strani
...in that process of vacant meditation of Elaine's father — " As when we dwell upon a word we know, Repeating till the word we know so well Becomes a wonder, and we know not why." Perhaps in more pregnant reflection. At last he shut the book with a start, to snatch himself from... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 734 strani
...face, she shrilling, " Let me die ! " As when we dwell upon a word we know Repeating, till the won! we know so well Becomes a wonder and we know not why,...back the maiden fell, Then gave a languid hand to cieh, and lay, Speaking a still good-morrow with her eyes. At last she said, " Sweet brothers, yesternight... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1869 - 658 strani
...light of dawn Flared on her face, she shrilling, " Let me die ! " As when we dwell upon a word we know Repeating, till the word we know so well Becomes a...and lay, Speaking a still good-morrow with her eyes. ELAINE. At last she said, " Sweet brothers, yesternight I seem'da curious little maid again, As happy... | |
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