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The learned princess (Tennyson)

Henry Ospovat, from Heroines of poetry, by Constance  E. Maud, London, 1903.

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The learned princess (Tennyson)

Henry Ospovat, from Heroines of poetry, by Constance E. Maud, London, 1903.

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Thursday, January 5, 2012
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He saw two cities in a thousand boats
All fighting for a woman on the sea.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

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He saw two cities in a thousand boats
All fighting for a woman on the sea.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

(Source: archive.org)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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… And all day long we rode
Thro’ the dim land against a rushing wind,
That glorious roundel echoing in our ears.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

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… And all day long we rode
Thro’ the dim land against a rushing wind,
That glorious roundel echoing in our ears.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

(Source: archive.org)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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Mounted, and reach’d a hand, and on his foot
She set her own and climb’d; he turn’d his face 
And kiss’d her climbing, and she cast her arms 
About him, and at once they rode away.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

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Mounted, and reach’d a hand, and on his foot
She set her own and climb’d; he turn’d his face
And kiss’d her climbing, and she cast her arms
About him, and at once they rode away.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

(Source: archive.org)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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Shore thro’ the swarthy neck, and like a ball
The russet-bearded head rolled on the floor.
So died Earl Doorm, by him he counted dead.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

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Shore thro’ the swarthy neck, and like a ball
The russet-bearded head rolled on the floor.
So died Earl Doorm, by him he counted dead.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

(Source: archive.org)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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So, scared but at the motion of the man,
Fled all the boon companions of the Earl,
And left him lying in the public way.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

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So, scared but at the motion of the man,
Fled all the boon companions of the Earl,
And left him lying in the public way.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

(Source: archive.org)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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First, thou thyself, with damsel and with dwarf,
Shall ride to Arthur’s court, and coming there,
Crave pardon for that insult done the Queen.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

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First, thou thyself, with damsel and with dwarf,
Shall ride to Arthur’s court, and coming there,
Crave pardon for that insult done the Queen.

Gustave Doré, from The works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson vol. 4, New York, 1909.

(Source: archive.org)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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Front cover from The story of Elaine, the lily maid of Astolat, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson and Thomas Mallory, illustrated by Gustave Doré. London, 1879 (?).

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Front cover from The story of Elaine, the lily maid of Astolat, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson and Thomas Mallory, illustrated by Gustave Doré. London, 1879 (?).

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Sunday, February 27, 2011