The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson. [Vol.8,9 are of the 1878 ed. With] The dramatic works [&c.]. |
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... fame should at least by me be maintained : But that old man , now lord of the broad estate and the Hall , Dropt off gorged from a scheme that had left us flaccid and drain'd . VI . Why do they prate of the blessings of MAUD . 3.
... fame should at least by me be maintained : But that old man , now lord of the broad estate and the Hall , Dropt off gorged from a scheme that had left us flaccid and drain'd . VI . Why do they prate of the blessings of MAUD . 3.
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... the silent thing that had made false haste to the grave- Wrapt in a cloak , as I saw him , and thought he would rise and speak And rave at the lie and the liar , ah God , as he used to rave . XVI . I am sick of the Hall and the 8 MAUD .
... the silent thing that had made false haste to the grave- Wrapt in a cloak , as I saw him , and thought he would rise and speak And rave at the lie and the liar , ah God , as he used to rave . XVI . I am sick of the Hall and the 8 MAUD .
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... Hall ! -they are coming back from abroad ; The dark old place will be gilt by the touch of a millionnaire : I have heard , I know not whence , of the singular beauty of Maud ; I play'd with the girl when a child ; she promised then to ...
... Hall ! -they are coming back from abroad ; The dark old place will be gilt by the touch of a millionnaire : I have heard , I know not whence , of the singular beauty of Maud ; I play'd with the girl when a child ; she promised then to ...
Strona 10
... Hall , Maud with her sweet purse - mouth when my father dangled the grapes , Maud the beloved of my mother , the moon - faced darling of all , - XIX . What is she now ? My dreams are bad . She may bring me a curse . No , there is fatter ...
... Hall , Maud with her sweet purse - mouth when my father dangled the grapes , Maud the beloved of my mother , the moon - faced darling of all , - XIX . What is she now ? My dreams are bad . She may bring me a curse . No , there is fatter ...
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... Hall ; And up in the high Hall - garden I see her pass like a light ; But sorrow seize me it ever that light be my leading star ! III . When have I bow'd to her father , the wrinkled head of the race ? I met her to - day with her ...
... Hall ; And up in the high Hall - garden I see her pass like a light ; But sorrow seize me it ever that light be my leading star ! III . When have I bow'd to her father , the wrinkled head of the race ? I met her to - day with her ...
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Strona 123 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Strona 174 - Came through the jaws of Death Back from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred.
Strona 171 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!" he said. Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
Strona 76 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Strona 97 - A shadow flits before me, Not thou, but like to thee : Ah Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
Strona 77 - She is weary of dance and play.' Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day ; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Strona 79 - And the soul of the rose went into my blood. As the music clash'd in the hall; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all...
Strona 148 - Of Europe, keep our noble England whole, And save the one true seed of freedom sown Betwixt a people and their ancient throne, That sober freedom out of which there springs Our loyal passion for our temperate kings!
Strona 141 - O friends, our chief state-oracle is mute : Mourn for the man of long-enduring blood, The statesman-warrior, moderate, resolute, Whole in himself, a common good. Mourn for the man of amplest influence, Yet clearest of ambitious crime...
Strona 41 - Let the sweet heavens endure, Not close and darken above me Before I am quite quite sure That there is one to love me ; Then let come what come may To a life that has been so sad, I shall have had my day.