sammack1126Nov 7, 2019Canto LXXXIf any vague desire should rise, That holy Death ere Arthur died Had moved me kindly from his side, And dropt the dust on tearless...
sammack1126Nov 7, 2019Canto LXXIX"More than my brothers are to me,"— Let this not vex thee, noble heart! I know thee of what force thou art To hold the costliest...
sammack1126Nov 7, 2019Canto LXXVIIIAgain at Christmas did we weave The holly round the Christmas hearth; The silent snow possess'd the earth, And calmly fell our...
sammack1126Nov 7, 2019Canto LXXVIIWhat hope is here for modern rhyme To him, who turns a musing eye On songs, and deeds, and lives, that lie Foreshorten'd in the...