 | Archibald Hamilton Bryce - 1862 - 344 pages
...air, That pure severity of perfect light— I wanted warmth and colour which I found In Lancelot—now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot, nor another. Is there none Will tell the King I love him though so late ? Now—ere he goes to the great battle... | |
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1864 - 608 pages
...— That pure severity of perfect light : I wanted uxirmth and colour, which I found In Lancelot — now I see thee what thou art ; Thou art the highest, and most human, too, Not Lancelot, nor another. But this reparation comes quite too late. We may admire, but we cannot sympathise with, a hero who... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - Arthurian romances - 1866 - 232 pages
...air That pure severity of perfect light — I wanted warmth and color which I found In Lancelot — now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot nor another. Is there none Will tell the king I love him though so late ? Now ere he goes to the great Battle ?-... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - Arthurian romances - 1866 - 204 pages
...air That pure severity of perfect light — I wanted warmth and color which I found In Lancelot — now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot, nor another. Is there none Will tell the King I love him tho' so late ? Now — ere he goes to the great Battle... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 734 pages
...air That pure severity of perfect light — I wanted warmth and color which I found In Lancelot — now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot, nor another. Is there none Will tell the King I love him tho" so late ? Now — ere he goes to the great Battle... | |
 | Emma Marshall - 1867 - 404 pages
...tell her. I feel as if no one else would care about it now — no one else." CHAPTER X. AT LAST. " Now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too." TENNYSON. THE sunshine of a bright January afternoon was slanting in at the drawing-room window of... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 520 pages
...air That pure severity of perfect light — I wanted warmth and color which I found In Lancelot — now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot, nor another. Is their none Will tell the King I love him tho' so late ? Now — ere he goes to the great Battle... | |
 | James Hutchison Stirling - Criticism - 1868 - 286 pages
...gentle lord, who wast, as is the conscience of a saint among his warring senses, to thy knights — now I see thee what thou art ; thou art the highest and most human too ; not Lancelot, nor another !" Yes, the highest and most human too ; not Lancelot, nor another ! A king indeed, a man, a gentleman,... | |
 | Edward Campbell Tainsh - 1868 - 1868 - 262 pages
...That pure severity of perfect light — • I wanted warmth and colour, which I found In Lancelot— now I see thee what thou art ; Thou art the highest and most human, too ; Not Lancelot, nor another. Is there none Will tell the Bang I love him, though so late? Now — ere he goes to the great battle... | |
 | Archibald Hamilton Bryce - English literature - 1869 - 344 pages
...air, That pure severity of perfect light — I wanted warmth and colour which I found In Lancelot — now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot, nor another. Is there none Will tell the King I love him though so late ? Now — ere he goes to the great battle... | |
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I wanted warmth and colour which I found In Lancelot — now I see thee what thou art, Thou art the highest and most human too, Not Lancelot, nor another. Is there none Will tell the King I love him tho 
