The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson. [Vol.8,9 are of the 1878 ed. With] The dramatic works [&c.]. |
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... gone by , When the poor are hovell'd and hustled together , each sex , like swine , When only the ledger lives , and when only not all men lie ; Peace in her vineyard - yes ! -but a company forges the wine . X. And the vitriol madness ...
... gone by , When the poor are hovell'd and hustled together , each sex , like swine , When only the ledger lives , and when only not all men lie ; Peace in her vineyard - yes ! -but a company forges the wine . X. And the vitriol madness ...
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... gone to the making of man : He now is first , but is he the last ? is he not too base ? VII . The man of science himself is fonder of glory , and vain , An eye well - practised in nature , a spirit bounded and poor ; The passionate ...
... gone to the making of man : He now is first , but is he the last ? is he not too base ? VII . The man of science himself is fonder of glory , and vain , An eye well - practised in nature , a spirit bounded and poor ; The passionate ...
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... '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 , Then returns the dark With no more hope of light . X. I. ICK , am I sick of a jealous MAUD . 35.
... '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 , Then returns the dark With no more hope of light . X. I. ICK , am I sick of a jealous MAUD . 35.
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... Gone to a blacker pit , for whom Grimy nakedness dragging his trucks And laying his trams in a poison'd gloom Wrought , till he crept from a gutted mine Master of half a servile shire , And left his coal all turn'd into gold To a ...
... Gone to a blacker pit , for whom Grimy nakedness dragging his trucks And laying his trams in a poison'd gloom Wrought , till he crept from a gutted mine Master of half a servile shire , And left his coal all turn'd into gold To a ...
Strona 40
... gone For ever and ever by , One still strong man in a blatant land , Whatever they call him , what care I , Aristocrat , democrat , autocrat - one Who can rule and dare not lie . VI . And ah for a man to arise in me , That the man I am ...
... gone For ever and ever by , One still strong man in a blatant land , Whatever they call him , what care I , Aristocrat , democrat , autocrat - one Who can rule and dare not lie . VI . And ah for a man to arise in me , That the man I am ...
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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.