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Morte D'Arthur: A Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Morte D'Arthur: A Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson

by: Alfred Lord Tennyson (Author)
Alberto Sangorski (Artist)

Publisher Location: London
Publisher Name: Chatto and Windus
Publication Date: 1912

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All day long the noise of the battle roll'd

And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes [Text Page]

And loosed the shatter'd casque [Text Page]

Arthur in the Barge

Arthur Receives Excalibur from the Lady of the Lake

But now much honour and much fame were lost. [Text Page]

He heard the deep behind him[Text Page]

Here ends Morte D'Arthur [Colophon]

The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh [Text Page]

In those old days, one summer noon [Text Page]

The Lady of the Lake

May he within himself make pure![Text Page]

Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest [Text Page]

Not tho' I live three lives of mortal men [Text Page]

Or voice, or else a motion of the mere [Text Page]

Seen where the moving isles of winter shock[Text Page]

Should thus be lost for ever from the earth [Text Page]

Sir Bedivere

So saying, from the ruin'd shrine he stept [Text Page]

That bow'd the will. [Text Page]

Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere [Text Page]

This way and that dividing the swift mind [Text Page]

The Three Queens in the Barge

Title Page with images of Tennyson and the Dying Arthur

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