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Page 28
Love at first sight , first - born , and heir to all , Made this night thus .
Henceforward squall nor storm Could keep me from that Eden where she dwelt .
Light pretexts drew me : sometimes a Dutch love For tulips ; then for roses , moss
or musk , To ...
Love at first sight , first - born , and heir to all , Made this night thus .
Henceforward squall nor storm Could keep me from that Eden where she dwelt .
Light pretexts drew me : sometimes a Dutch love For tulips ; then for roses , moss
or musk , To ...
Page 152
When will the hundred summers die , And thought and time be born again , And
newer knowledge , drawing nigh , Bring truth that sways the souls of men ? Here
all things in their place remain , As all were order ' d , ages since . Come , Care ...
When will the hundred summers die , And thought and time be born again , And
newer knowledge , drawing nigh , Bring truth that sways the souls of men ? Here
all things in their place remain , As all were order ' d , ages since . Come , Care ...
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If I ' m a beggar born , ” she said , “ I will speak out , for I dare not lie . Pull off , pull
off , the brooch of gold , And fling the diamond necklace by . ” “ Nay now , my
child , ” said Alice the nurse , “ But keep the secret all ye can . ” She said , “ Not so
...
If I ' m a beggar born , ” she said , “ I will speak out , for I dare not lie . Pull off , pull
off , the brooch of gold , And fling the diamond necklace by . ” “ Nay now , my
child , ” said Alice the nurse , “ But keep the secret all ye can . ” She said , “ Not so
...
Page 199
If I come drest like a village maid , I am but as my fortunes are : I am a beggar
born , ” she said , “ And not the Lady Clare . ” “ Play me no tricks , ” said Lord
Ronald , “ For I am yours in word and in deed . Play me no tricks , ” said Lord
Ronald ...
If I come drest like a village maid , I am but as my fortunes are : I am a beggar
born , ” she said , “ And not the Lady Clare . ” “ Play me no tricks , ” said Lord
Ronald , “ For I am yours in word and in deed . Play me no tricks , ” said Lord
Ronald ...
Page 204
But a trouble weigh ' d upon her , And perplex ' d her , night and morn , With the
burthen of an honour Unto which she was not born . Faint she grew , and ever
fainter , As she murmur ' d , “ Oh , that he Were once more that landscape -
painter ...
But a trouble weigh ' d upon her , And perplex ' d her , night and morn , With the
burthen of an honour Unto which she was not born . Faint she grew , and ever
fainter , As she murmur ' d , “ Oh , that he Were once more that landscape -
painter ...
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Page 93 - Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
Page 103 - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue; Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm; Till the war-drum, throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Page 92 - In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's breast; In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest; In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
Page 102 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Page 4 - And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur...
Page 106 - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind. There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing-space ; I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
Page 11 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, ' Place me in the barge ;
Page 11 - Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - by these Three Queens with crowns of gold - and from them rose A cry that shivered to the tingling stars...
Page 91 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Page 98 - Comfort? comfort scorned of devils; this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.
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| Title | Poems, Volume 2 Poems, Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson Volume 2 of Poems: In Two Volumes, Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Author | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Edition | 4 |
| Publisher | Edward Moxon, 1846 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 13 Jan 2007 |
| Length | 235 pages |
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