Maud, and Other PoemsEdward Moxon, & Company, Dover Street., 1866 - 170 |
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... hill , And the rushing battle - bolt sang from the three- decker out of the foam , That the smooth - faced snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and till , And strike , if he could , were it but with his cheating yardwand , home ...
... hill , And the rushing battle - bolt sang from the three- decker out of the foam , That the smooth - faced snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and till , And strike , if he could , were it but with his cheating yardwand , home ...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. 16 . I am sick of the Hall and the hill , I am sick of the moor and the main . Why should I stay ? can a sweeter chance ever come to me here ? O , having the nerves of motion as well as the nerves of pain ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. 16 . I am sick of the Hall and the hill , I am sick of the moor and the main . Why should I stay ? can a sweeter chance ever come to me here ? O , having the nerves of motion as well as the nerves of pain ...
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... riding far away , She waved to me with her hand . There were two at her side , Something flash'd in the sun , Down by the hill I saw them ride , In a moment they were gone : Like a sudden spark Struck vainly in the night , 34 MAUD .
... riding far away , She waved to me with her hand . There were two at her side , Something flash'd in the sun , Down by the hill I saw them ride , In a moment they were gone : Like a sudden spark Struck vainly in the night , 34 MAUD .
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... hill ? — It is this guilty hand ! — And there rises ever a passionate cry From underneath in the darkening land— What is it , that has been done ? O dawn of Eden bright over earth and sky , The fires of Hell brake out of thy rising sun ...
... hill ? — It is this guilty hand ! — And there rises ever a passionate cry From underneath in the darkening land— What is it , that has been done ? O dawn of Eden bright over earth and sky , The fires of Hell brake out of thy rising sun ...
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... 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 . Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the 118 THE BROOK .
... 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 . Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the 118 THE BROOK .
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ask'd babble bailiff beat beauty bell be toll'd blood Blush bow'd breath Breton brimming river brook brother bury Cannon cheat cold crush'd dance dark dead dear delight dream DUKE OF WELLINGTON dust echo evermore eyes F. D. MAURICE fair father feet flash'd flow To join garden glimmer gloom glory golden gone grave half Hall hand happy happy day head hear heart heart of stone Heaven high Hall-garden honour join the brimming Katie land lichen LIGHT BRIGADE lilies Lombard look'd lord love go madness marriage Maud meadow moor Mourn never night o'er passionate peace people's voice Philip poison'd poor pride PRINCETON UNIVERSITY LIBRARY rings rivulet Rode the six rose Rosy rough but kind round seem'd shadow shining sick sighs silent six hundred smile sorrow spleen stood sweet talk thee thing thou thought thro turn'd vext walks weep wood