The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Complete in Two Volumes, Tom 2Ticknor and Fields, 1866 |
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... . VIII . A HAPPY lover who has come To look on her that loves him well , Who lights , and rings the gateway bell , And learns her gone , and far from home , He saddens , all the magic light Dies off at IN MEMORIAM . 11.
... . VIII . A HAPPY lover who has come To look on her that loves him well , Who lights , and rings the gateway bell , And learns her gone , and far from home , He saddens , all the magic light Dies off at IN MEMORIAM . 11.
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... look of quiet flatters thus Our home - bred fancies : oh , to us , The fools of habit , sweeter seems To rest beneath the clover sod , That takes the sunshine and the rains , Or where the kneeling hamlet drains The chalice of the grapes ...
... look of quiet flatters thus Our home - bred fancies : oh , to us , The fools of habit , sweeter seems To rest beneath the clover sod , That takes the sunshine and the rains , Or where the kneeling hamlet drains The chalice of the grapes ...
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... race be run . XVIII . TIs well , ' tis something , we may stand Where he in English earth is laid , And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land . " Tis little ; but it looks in truth As 18 IN MEMORIAM .
... race be run . XVIII . TIs well , ' tis something , we may stand Where he in English earth is laid , And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land . " Tis little ; but it looks in truth As 18 IN MEMORIAM .
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Complete in Two Volumes Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. " Tis little ; but it looks in truth As if the quiet bones were ... look it cannot find , The words that are not heard again . XIX . THE Danube to the Severn gave The darkened heart ...
Complete in Two Volumes Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. " Tis little ; but it looks in truth As if the quiet bones were ... look it cannot find , The words that are not heard again . XIX . THE Danube to the Severn gave The darkened heart ...
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... XXXIX . COULD we forget the widowed hour , And look on Spirits breathed away , As on a maiden in the day When first she wears her orange - flower ! When crowned with blessing she doth rise To take her 32 IN MEMORIAM .
... XXXIX . COULD we forget the widowed hour , And look on Spirits breathed away , As on a maiden in the day When first she wears her orange - flower ! When crowned with blessing she doth rise To take her 32 IN MEMORIAM .
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Strona 94 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Strona 82 - RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light ; The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, ' Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Strona 154 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Strona 178 - Then they rode back, but not Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell, They that had fought so well Came thro...
Strona 41 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Strona 5 - STRONG Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove; Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute ; Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made.
Strona 83 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite ; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Strona 5 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be; They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Strona 37 - That each, who seems a separate whole, Should move his rounds, and fusing all The skirts of self again, should fall Remerging in the general Soul, Is faith as vague as all unsweet. Eternal form shall still divide The eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet; And we shall sit at endless feast, Enjoying each the other's good.
Strona 46 - Who breaks his birth's invidious bar, And grasps the skirts of happy chance, And breasts the blows of circumstance, And grapples with his evil star...