Alfred, Lord Tennyson Quote

I am going a long way…
To the island-valley of Avilion;
Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow,
Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies
Deep-meadowed, happy, fair with orchard lawns
And bowery hollows crowned with summer sea,
Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.

Idylls of the King 'The Passing of Arthur' (1869) l. 424