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Page 56
Three winters , that my soul might grow to thee I lived up there on yonder
mountain side . My right leg chain ' d into the crag , I lay Pent in a roofless close of
ragged stones , Inswath ' d sometimes in wandering mist , and twice Black ' d with
thy ...
Three winters , that my soul might grow to thee I lived up there on yonder
mountain side . My right leg chain ' d into the crag , I lay Pent in a roofless close of
ragged stones , Inswath ' d sometimes in wandering mist , and twice Black ' d with
thy ...
Page 79
O kiss him twice and thrice for me , That have no lips to kiss , For never yet was
oak on lea Shall grow so fair as this . " LXII . Step deeper yet in herb and fern ,
Look further thro ' the chace , Spread upward till thy boughs discern The front of ...
O kiss him twice and thrice for me , That have no lips to kiss , For never yet was
oak on lea Shall grow so fair as this . " LXII . Step deeper yet in herb and fern ,
Look further thro ' the chace , Spread upward till thy boughs discern The front of ...
Page 133
His little daughter , whose sweet face He kiss ' d , taking his last embrace ,
Becomes dishonour to her race - “ His sons grow up that bear his name , Some
grow to honour , some to shame , - But he is chill to praise or blame . e , “ He will
not ...
His little daughter , whose sweet face He kiss ' d , taking his last embrace ,
Becomes dishonour to her race - “ His sons grow up that bear his name , Some
grow to honour , some to shame , - But he is chill to praise or blame . e , “ He will
not ...
Page 161
... science grown to more , On secrets of the brain , the stars , As wild as aught of
fairy lore ; And all that else the years will show , The Poet - forms of stronger
hours , The vast Republics that may grow , The Federations and the Powers ;
VOL .
... science grown to more , On secrets of the brain , the stars , As wild as aught of
fairy lore ; And all that else the years will show , The Poet - forms of stronger
hours , The vast Republics that may grow , The Federations and the Powers ;
VOL .
Page 184
I grow in worth and wit and sense , Unboding critic pen , Or that eternal want of
pence , Which vexes public men , Who hold their hands to all , and cry For that
which all deny them — Who sweep the crossings , wet or dry , And all the world
go ...
I grow in worth and wit and sense , Unboding critic pen , Or that eternal want of
pence , Which vexes public men , Who hold their hands to all , and cry For that
which all deny them — Who sweep the crossings , wet or dry , And all the world
go ...
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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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