In MemoriamSilver, Burdett, 1906 - 190 psl. |
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... race of suffering men . He once said of this poem : " I ' is not always the author speaking of him- self , but the voice of the human race speaking thro ' him . " ( Memoir , I , 305. ) Hallam Tennyson tells us that his father sometimes ...
... race of suffering men . He once said of this poem : " I ' is not always the author speaking of him- self , but the voice of the human race speaking thro ' him . " ( Memoir , I , 305. ) Hallam Tennyson tells us that his father sometimes ...
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... race " And common is the commonplace , And vacant chaff well meant for grain . 2 . That loss is common would not make My own less bitter , rather more : Too common ! Never morning wore To evening but some heart did break . 3. O father ...
... race " And common is the commonplace , And vacant chaff well meant for grain . 2 . That loss is common would not make My own less bitter , rather more : Too common ! Never morning wore To evening but some heart did break . 3. O father ...
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... race be run ; Dear as the mother to the son , More than my brothers are to me . X. 1. I hear the noise about thy keel ; I hear the bell struck in the night : I see the cabin - window bright ; I see the sailor at the wheel . 2. Thou ...
... race be run ; Dear as the mother to the son , More than my brothers are to me . X. 1. I hear the noise about thy keel ; I hear the bell struck in the night : I see the cabin - window bright ; I see the sailor at the wheel . 2. Thou ...
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... race be run . XVIII . Thoughts on hearing of the burial at Clevedon . 1. " T is well ; ' t is something ; we may stand Where he in English earth is laid , And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land . 2. " T is little ...
... race be run . XVIII . Thoughts on hearing of the burial at Clevedon . 1. " T is well ; ' t is something ; we may stand Where he in English earth is laid , And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land . 2. " T is little ...
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... race ; It was but unity of place That made me dream I rank'd with him . 2. And so may place retain us still , And he the much - beloved again , A lord of large experience , train To riper growth the mind and will : 3. And what delights ...
... race ; It was but unity of place That made me dream I rank'd with him . 2. And so may place retain us still , And he the much - beloved again , A lord of large experience , train To riper growth the mind and will : 3. And what delights ...
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Alfred Alfred Tennyson Arthur Hallam Arthur Henry Hallam blood break breath brother calm Catullus Christ Christmas Clevedon CLEVEDON COURT Compare cycle dark darken'd dead death deep despair divine doubt dream dust earth earthly elegy Emily Tennyson Eternal eyes faith fancy father feel flower friendship Gatty gloom grief half Hallam Tennyson happy hath hear heart Henry Van Dyke hope hour human idea immortality light lives Lord Lord Tennyson Lycidas lying lips marriage Memoir Memoriam memory mind mood muse Nature night o'er once peace poem poet poet's problem of Evil race refers regret Ring rise round SECTION seems Shadow sing sleep Somersby song sorrow soul spirit spring stanza star Stopford Brooke suggested sweet thee thine things thou art thought thro trance trust truth voice wild wind wisdom words wrote XXXIX XXXVII
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71 psl. - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
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70 psl. - Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete; That not a worm is cloven in vain; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain.