 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 586 หน้า
...the story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the river lie Long fields of barley...rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 594 หน้า
...the story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — « On either side the river lie Long fields of barley...rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had^ under some... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 528 หน้า
...the story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus, — " On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the'sky,' — And through the field the road runs by." The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - 518 หน้า
...the story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but ii opens thus, — " On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the'sky,' — And through the field the road runs by." The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster... | |
 | 1833 - 590 หน้า
...the story of which \ve decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the river lie Long fields of barley...rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 หน้า
...throne Mounted in heaven wilt shoot into the dark POEMS. (PUBLISHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART I. ON either side the river lie Long fields of barley...Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 หน้า
...dark Arrows of lightnings. I will stand and mark. POEMS. (PUBUSHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART I. ON either side the river lie Long fields of barley...whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Shadows of the world appear. There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot : There the river... | |
 | 1844 - 671 หน้า
...The green sheathed daffodilly, Tremble in the water chilly, Round about Shalott." Second edition : " And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies...Round an island there below, The island of Shalott." We prefer the fringe of water-loving plants in the first instance, to the people going up and down,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 หน้า
...throne Mounted in heaven wilt shoot into the dark POEMS. (PUBLISHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART I. ON either side the river lie Long fields of barley...Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Thro' the wave that runs forever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 260 หน้า
...throne Mounted in heaven wilt shoot into the dark POEMS. (PUBLISHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART 1. ON either side the river lie Long fields of barley...Round an island there below, The island of Shalott, Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls,... | |
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Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave that runs forever By the island in the river Flowing... 
