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Lord Alfred Tennyson

Lord Alfred Tennyson

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Fair is her cottage in its place,
Where yon broad water sweetly slowly glides.
It sees itself from thatch to base
Dream in the sliding tides.
 
And fairer she, but ah how soon to die!
Her quiet dream of life this hour may cease.
Her peaceful being slowly passes by
To some more perfect peace.

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Altre opere di Lord Alfred Tennyson...
The Princess: a Medley: Tears, Idle Tears

Tears, idle tears, I know not wha… Tears from the depth of some divin… Rise in the heart, and gather to t… In looking on the happy Autumn-fi… And thinking of the days that are…
The Talking Oak

Once more the gate behind me falls… Once more before my face I see the moulder’d Abbey-walls, That stand within the chace. Beyond the lodge the city lies,
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Tears, Idle Tears

Tears, idle tears, I know not wha… Tears from the depth of some divin… Rise in the heart, and gather to t… In looking on the happy Autumn-fi… And thinking of the days that are…
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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 121. Sad Hesper O’Er the Buried Sun

Sad Hesper o’er the buried sun And ready, thou, to die with him, Thou watchest all things ever dim And dimmer, and a glory done: The team is loosen’d from the wain…
from Merlin and Vivien

In Love, if Love be Love, if Lov… Faith and unfaith can ne’er be equ… Unfaith in aught is want of faith… It is the little rift within the l… That by and by will make the music…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 67. When on my Bed the Moonlight Fall

When on my bed the moonlight falls… I know that in thy place of rest By that broad water of the west, There comes a glory on the walls: Thy marble bright in dark appears,
In Memoriam A. H. H. 7

Dark house, by which once more I… Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to… So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp’d no more…
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After

I thought of Thee, my partner and… As being past away. –Vain sympath… For backward, Duddon! as I cast m… I see what was, and is, and will a… Still glides the Stream, and shal…
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In Memoriam A. H. H.: Preface

Strong Son of God, immortal Love… Whom we, that have not seen thy fa… By faith, and faith alone, embrace… Believing where we cannot prove; Thine are these orbs of light and…
Blow, Bugle, Blow

THE splendour falls on castle wal… And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the l… And the wild cataract leaps in glo… Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild ec…
Sea Dreams

A city clerk, but gently born and… His wife, an unknown artist’s orph… One babe was theirs, a Margaret,… They, thinking that her clear germ… Droopt in the giant-factoried city…
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Lancelot and Elaine

Elaine the fair, Elaine the lovea… Elaine, the lily maid of Astolat, High in her chamber up a tower to… Guarded the sacred shield of Lanc… Which first she placed where the m…
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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 44

How fares it with the happy dead? For here the man is more and more; But he forgets the days before God shut the doorways of his head. The days have vanish’d, tone and t…
Lucretius

Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, fou… Her master cold; for when the morn… Of passion and the first embrace h… Between them, tho’ he loved her no… Yet often when the woman heard his…
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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O Living Will That Shalt Endure

O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer s… Rise in the spiritual rock, Flow thro’ our deeds and make them… That we may lift from out of dust



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