The Life and Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Works: v.1-2 [Poems] v.3. Experiments. The window. In memoriam A.H.H. Maud. Idylls of the king. v.4 Idylls of the king (Continued) v.5 The lover's tale. Ballads, and other poems. Sonnets. Translations, etc. Tiresias, and other poems. v.6. Queen Mary. Harold. v.7. Becket. The cup. The falcon. The promise of May. v.8. The foresters. Demeter, and other poems. The death of OEnone, and other poems. [IndexesMacmillan, 1899 |
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... glory , thine the deeds to be celebrated , Thine the myriad - rolling ocean , light and shadow illimitable , Thine the lands of lasting summer , many- blossoming Paradises , Thine the North and thine the South and thine the battle ...
... glory , thine the deeds to be celebrated , Thine the myriad - rolling ocean , light and shadow illimitable , Thine the lands of lasting summer , many- blossoming Paradises , Thine the North and thine the South and thine the battle ...
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... sets the past in this relief ? Or that the past will always win A glory from its being far ; And orb into the perfect star We saw not , when we moved therein ? XXV I know that this was Life , -the track 54 IN MEMORIAM.
... sets the past in this relief ? Or that the past will always win A glory from its being far ; And orb into the perfect star We saw not , when we moved therein ? XXV I know that this was Life , -the track 54 IN MEMORIAM.
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... glory on the walls : Thy marble bright in dark appears , As slowly steals a silver flame Along the letters of thy name , And o'er the number of thy years . The mystic glory swims away ; From off my bed the moonlight dies ; And closing ...
... glory on the walls : Thy marble bright in dark appears , As slowly steals a silver flame Along the letters of thy name , And o'er the number of thy years . The mystic glory swims away ; From off my bed the moonlight dies ; And closing ...
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... my crown and smiled : He reach'd the glory of a hand , That seem'd to touch it into leaf : The voice was not the voice of grief , The words were hard to understand . LXX I cannot see the features right , When on 93 IN MEMORIAM.
... my crown and smiled : He reach'd the glory of a hand , That seem'd to touch it into leaf : The voice was not the voice of grief , The words were hard to understand . LXX I cannot see the features right , When on 93 IN MEMORIAM.
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... glory of the sum of things Will flash along the chords and go . LXXXIX Witch - elms that counterchange the floor Of this flat lawn with dusk and bright ; And thou , with all thy breadth and height Of foliage , towering sycamore ; How ...
... glory of the sum of things Will flash along the chords and go . LXXXIX Witch - elms that counterchange the floor Of this flat lawn with dusk and bright ; And thou , with all thy breadth and height Of foliage , towering sycamore ; How ...
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