...to the front. Yon springald whom some deem a hum May still prove " in the hunt." Second Free Lance. "/A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I...breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here." Humph ! In or out I shall not blench, But later I may find The " heaven " of the Treasury Bench First...

...ere the Christmas morn, The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, spins from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, And gilds the driving...whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. VI. A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of...

...streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, spins from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, And gilds the driving...whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. IX. A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of...

...shrine." He is content with faith in heavenly things of which he sometimes has a foretaste here : " A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope I know...breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I860.] Mr. Tennyson and the Idyls of King Arthur. 1 1 I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces...

...grace to see the Holy Grail. His quest is thus described in one of Tennyson's earlier poems : — ' A maiden knight— to me is given Such hope, I know...breathe the airs of heaven . That often meet me here : — A gentle sound, an awful light ! Three angels bear the Holy Grail : With folded feet in stoles...

...ringing, spins from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, And gilds the driving bnil. I leave the plain, I climb the height No branchy thicket...blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens und windy fields. A maiden knight — to me is given auch hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe...

...streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, spins from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, And gilds the driving...shelter yields ; But blessed forms in whistling storms A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven...

...Thro' dreaming towns I go, The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, spins from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, And gilds the driving...shelter yields ; But blessed forms in whistling storms Ply o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear...

...Thro' dreaming towns I go, The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, spins from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, And gilds the driving...climb the height : No branchy thicket shelter yields ; IJut blessed forms in whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. VI. A maiden knight...

...So keep I fair through faith and prayer, A virgin heart in work and will. " A maiden knight to me ie given, Such hope, I know not fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here." TENNYSON. " MAY I have the pleasure of this dance with you, Miss West ? and put me down for the next...