 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - Počet stránok 252
...With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides...glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars. T. When on my goodly charger borne Thro' dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - Počet stránok 256
...With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides...glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars. v. When on my goodly charger borne Thro' dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - Počet stránok 558
...white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal barg, As down dark tides the glory slides, And, star-like,...mingles with the stars. When on my goodly charger borne Through dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas mom, The streets are dumb with snow.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - Počet stránok 510
...With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides...glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars. Y. When on my goodly charger borne Thro' dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn,... | |
 | 1876 - Počet stránok 818
...With folded feet in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God 1 My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides...glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear : ' O just and faithful knight... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - Počet stránok 540
...With folded feet, in stoies of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars. As down dark tides...mingles with the stars. When on my goodly charger borne Through dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas mom, The streets are dumb with snow.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - Počet stránok 254
...With folded feet, in stoics of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides...glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars. v. When on my goodly charger borne Thro' dreaming towns I go, The tempest crackles on the leads, And,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - Počet stránok 252
...beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars. v. When on my goodly charger borne Thro' dreaming towns I go, The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, spins from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - Počet stránok 290
...With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision! blood of God! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-light mingles with the stars. v. When on my goodly charger borne Through dreaming towns I go,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - Počet stránok 300
...With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-light mingles with the stars. T. When on my goodly charger borne Through dreaming towns I go,... | |
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I find a magic bark. I leap on board; no helmsman steers; I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the Holy Grail; With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God... 
