The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1871-11-29
TENNYSON'S NEW IDYLL.
"TIyE LIST TOURNAMENTS"
Some Appetizins Extracts from the h'''-
est Poem of the Laureate.

.TIIE LIST TOCfN+iHENA.
Some Appetizing Extracts from the La'-
est Poem OF the Laureate.
The announcement of 4 new poem oil lnou-
sand lines BY Tennyson, stirs the pulse all the
more that the poem itself is to come immedi-
atelv upon the announcement. IL Is ah lueA-
ppcted pleasure, q something not hoped lor'
qualification which is not to tease us win de-
Law and is heraded by no flourish oil trnmpetS.
..The Last Tournament" is another Arthnrlah
idyll of the same warp and woof with the mag
nifcent tapeslries OF the age of knighlly ro-
nance already woven by Tennyson. The
poem is subdued--almost sombre-in col
oring and tone The wall OF November
winds is in every line. The nero Is DIT
Tristram. one Of The younger knights oil
Sdc Round Table, in whom The growing moral
degeneracy of The time dlms The glory Oh mar
tal deeds. He is the lover of Queen lsoll, oi
Britain. whois welded to the british ana oe-
sotted Mark. At the conclusion of the last
tournament in which the Knights OF the kounu
Table engage, Sir Tristram, VICTOR IN all the
,onsts rides forth to visit Isolt. who has been
immured by her Jealous lord In the lonely cas-
tie OF Tintagil. Since he saw her last nc has
married namesake OF the Queen-lne lair,
white-haired Isolt, Of Brittany, whom lie doeS
not love: and as he rides, his mind is veSed
with devising how to smooth II over to one he
loves rs well as his shallow nature can love.
To please her and show his devotion, ne car
ried the rich prize Of the tournament 10 hans
about her neck.
The meeting is beautifully described:
Then pressing day by day thro' Lyonesse
Last in q rocky hollow, being, nearu ,o,n,.
The hounds of Mark, and let tne goOay ynue1 luanu'
Yelp at his heart. but turning, past anu gaine"
Tlntagll, half in sea, and hlgh Oh iahu'
crown or towers.
Down in q easement sat,
low sea- sunset glorying round her hair
And glossy throat, grace lsolt tne Queeu.
And When she heard the feet OF Trlstram grlna
The spring stone that scaled ABOUT neI Low tsoro
Flushed started met him at the dOors, anu '''eie
Reted his body with her white embrace.
Crying aloud mot Mark-not Mark, my SOIL
The loots ep 1uttered me at nrst; not .. ne s.rr
Cat.lISe thro' his own castle steals my maih'
Rnt warrior wise thou str dest through ms ilaiis
Who hates thee, as him-ev'n t0 the DEAN.
NV soul felt my hatred for my Marx
Quicken within me, and knew that 'nou "er'
20 whom Sir Trstram smiling, 81 am here
let be thy Mark, seeing he Is not tnlne-"
,rd drawing somewhat backward she replied.
.I,an he he Wrong'd who Is not ev'n MS own'
But we for dread OF thee had beaten me.
Scratch'd. bitten, blinded, marr'd me solheho"-
What rights are his that dare not strike for them
Not lift u hand-not, tho he found me mus
Rpt hearken. have Y, met him. hence he WI nj
To-day for three days l2ntlng-as ne saiu-
And so returns belize wltu.' an honr. Mo-,
MARKS way my soul!-but eat not thou Win hiiii'
Because he haIes thee even more than fears;
Nor drinE: and when thou passest any Wooa
Close visor lest an arrow from the oush
Shonld leave HE oil alone with Mark aud hell.
NV Cod the measure OF my hate for MARX,
is as the measure Of my love lOr Ihee."
So. puck'd one way by hate and one by love-
Drain'd OF her force, again slle siit, anu Si""e
IN Tristram as he Enelt before her, saying,
go hunter and D blower OF lhe hofn'
Harper, and thou hast been rover tr1, n',o
For ere mated with my shamollns kIhs,
Ye twain had fallen out about the bride
ar one-his name is out OF me-lhe prize,
n prize she were-(what marvc'-she conlu sse'-
To wreck thee villainously; but o Sir Knight. m
What dame or damsel have yc Hneeleu 10 ias'
Sir Ttistram equvocated, and Queen lso!l,
saddening at his weakness. cries onl:
81 had forgotten all In my strongly
To see thee-yearnings AYE ior, hour 10y hour'
Here in he never-ended afternoon,
o sweeter than all memories OF thee,
Deeper than any yearnlngs alter tnee oo
Seem'd those far.rolling, misunderstanding seas
Watched from this tower: @ isos a o. nr''a'h o'''''
Before lsolt OF Brittany on the straou, ,
Wond that have chilrd her b,idekiss? Welded
her? .,..os
Fought in her fathers battles wounded 1l shereF
The King was all 1ulnird with graiefunes',
And She, my namesake OF the hands, tfat hea'a
Ehy hurt and heart with unguenJ and caress-
Well-can wish her any huger wrong ,o,,
Than having known theeS her 100 iasc ttou iei'
To pine and vase In those sweet memories!
Owere not my Marks, by wh0m al men
are noble, should hate thee more than love.
And Tristram. fondlIng her light hands, replied,
"Grace, queen, LOT being loved: she loved me
veil lsibel
Did love her? The name at least loved.
Isolt ?-I fought his battles, for lsot
The night was dark; the true Star SET !-iSoH
The name was ruler OF the dark-lsolt
care not for her patient and praycif1l, meek
Pale-blooded, she will yield herself to Cod
And Isolt answered.: "Yea, anu why not IL
Mine is the larger need, who am not meek,
Pae.blooded, prayerful. Let Inc tell thee now.
Here one black mute midsummer night safe
Lonely but musng on thee. wondering where,
Mnrmuring o light song had heard thee sing,
And once or twice spaSe thy name aloud.
Then nash,d lcvin.brand; and near me stood,
In fuming sulphur blue and green, hend-
Marks way to steal behind one i'll the dark
For there was Mark lie has welded her. he
said,
Not sad but hiSSd II; then TINS crown ol towers
SO shook TO such u roar Of all the sky,
That here in utter dalk swoOn'd away.
And woke again IN utter DARK, and cried,
Il will nec hence and give myself u God. -
And thou vert lying in Thy new lemans arms
Sir Tristram becoming little weary of her
reproaches and sad mood, remembers the
Jewels he haG brought to adorn her with, and
while she was still speaking, and letting
one finger lightly touch
The warm white apple OF her throat, replied,
sPreSs this little closer sweet, until
Come am hunger'd ami half anger'd-meat,
Wine wine-and will love thee To the death,
And out b. yOnd into the dream to come
So then, when both were brought to lull accord,
She rose, and set before him al he Wild;
And after these had comfUrted the blood
with meats and wines, and aIiated their hearts
Now talking of their woodland paradise
The deer the dcws. the fern the founts,t The lawns;
Now mocking at the much ungainllnesS,
And craven shifts, and long crane legs OF Mark
Then Tristram laughing caught the harp, ana
sang:
.Ay. a, y ay-the winds that bend the brier !
A star in heaven, . star within the mere!
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