The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson. [Vol.8,9 are of the 1878 ed. With] The dramatic works [&c.]. |
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... brother , but not to her brother I bow'd : I bow'd to his lady - sister as she rode 16 MAUD . 9.
... brother , but not to her brother I bow'd : I bow'd to his lady - sister as she rode 16 MAUD . 9.
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... we cannot be kind to each other here for an hour ; We whisper , and hint , and chuckle , and grin at a brother's shame ; However we brave it out , we men are a little breed . VI . A monstrous eft was of old the Lord 18 MAUD .
... we cannot be kind to each other here for an hour ; We whisper , and hint , and chuckle , and grin at a brother's shame ; However we brave it out , we men are a little breed . VI . A monstrous eft was of old the Lord 18 MAUD .
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... brother , from whom I keep aloof , Who wants the finer politic sense To mask , tho ' but in his own behoof , With a glassy smile his brutal scorn- What if he had told her yestermorn How prettily for his own sweet sake A face of ...
... brother , from whom I keep aloof , Who wants the finer politic sense To mask , tho ' but in his own behoof , With a glassy smile his brutal scorn- What if he had told her yestermorn How prettily for his own sweet sake A face of ...
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... Bound for the Hall , and I think for a bride . Blithe would her brother's acceptance be . Maud could be gracious too , no doubt , To a lord , a captain , a padded shape , A bought commission , a waxen face , A rabbit MAUD . 37.
... Bound for the Hall , and I think for a bride . Blithe would her brother's acceptance be . Maud could be gracious too , no doubt , To a lord , a captain , a padded shape , A bought commission , a waxen face , A rabbit MAUD . 37.
Strona 47
... : Some peculiar mystic grace Made her only the child of her mother , And heap'd the whole inherited sin On that huge scapegoat of the race , All , all upon the brother . IV . Peace , angry spirit , and let him MAUD . 47.
... : Some peculiar mystic grace Made her only the child of her mother , And heap'd the whole inherited sin On that huge scapegoat of the race , All , all upon the brother . IV . Peace , angry spirit , and let him MAUD . 47.
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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.