. The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson. o One of her house, and sent him to the QueenBearing his wish, whereto the Queen agreedWith such and so unmoved a majestyShe might have seemd her statue, but that he,Low-drooping till he wellnigh kissd her feetFor loyal awe, saw with a sidelong eyeThe shadow of some piece of pointed lace,In the Queens shadow, vibrate on the walls,And parted, laughing in his courtly heart. All in an oriel on the summer side, 1170Vine-clad, of Arthurs palace toward the stream,They met, and Lancelot kneeling utterd: Queen,Lady,my liege, in whom I have my jo
. The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson. o One of her house, and sent him to the QueenBearing his wish, whereto the Queen agreedWith such and so unmoved a majestyShe might have seemd her statue, but that he,Low-drooping till he wellnigh kissd her feetFor loyal awe, saw with a sidelong eyeThe shadow of some piece of pointed lace,In the Queens shadow, vibrate on the walls,And parted, laughing in his courtly heart. All in an oriel on the summer side, 1170Vine-clad, of Arthurs palace toward the stream,They met, and Lancelot kneeling utterd: Queen,Lady,my liege, in whom I have my joy,Take, what I had not won except for you,These jewels, and make me happy, making themAn armlet for the roundest arm on earth,Or necklace for a neck to which the swansIs tawnier than her cygnets. These are words;Your beauty is your beauty, and I sinIn speaking, yet O, grant my worship of it 1180 Words, as we grant grief tears. Such sin in wordsPerchance, we both can pardon; but, my Queen,I hear of rumors flying thro your court. LANCELOT AND ELAINE 5°9. She did not seem as dead,But fast asleep Our bond, as not the bond of man andwife, Should have in it an absoluter trust To make up that defect: let rumors be. When did not rumors fly ? these, as Itrust That you trust me in your own noble-ness, I may not well believe that you believe. While thus he spoke, half turndaway, the Queen 1190 Brake from the vast oriel-emboweringvine Leaf after leaf, and tore, and castthem off, Till all the place whereon she stoodwas green; Then, when he ceased, in one cold pas-sive hand Received at once and laid aside thegems There on a table near her, and re-plied : 5™ IDYLLS OF THE KING It may be I am quicker of beliefThan you believe me, Lancelot of the bond is not the bond of man and good is in it, whatsoeer of ill, 1200It can be broken easier. I for youThis many a year have done despite and wrongTo one whom ever in my heart of heartsI did acknowledge nobler. What are these ?Dia
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