The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet LaureateMacmillan, 1891 - 842 pages |
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... look'd sad and strange : Unlifted was the clinking latch ; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange . She only said , ' My life is dreary , He cometh not , ' she said ; She said , ' I am aweary , aweary , I would ...
... look'd sad and strange : Unlifted was the clinking latch ; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange . She only said , ' My life is dreary , He cometh not , ' she said ; She said , ' I am aweary , aweary , I would ...
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... look'd to shame The hollow - vaulted dark , and stream'd Upon the mooned domes aloof In inmost Bagdat , till there seem'd Hundreds of crescents on the roof Of night new - risen , that marvellous time To celebrate the golden prime Of ...
... look'd to shame The hollow - vaulted dark , and stream'd Upon the mooned domes aloof In inmost Bagdat , till there seem'd Hundreds of crescents on the roof Of night new - risen , that marvellous time To celebrate the golden prime Of ...
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... look'd down to Camelot . Out flew the web and floated wide ; The mirror crack'd from side to side ; ' The curse is come upon me , ' cried The Lady of Shalott . PART IV . In the stormy east - wind straining , The pale yellow woods were ...
... look'd down to Camelot . Out flew the web and floated wide ; The mirror crack'd from side to side ; ' The curse is come upon me , ' cried The Lady of Shalott . PART IV . In the stormy east - wind straining , The pale yellow woods were ...
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... look'd a little higher ; And I was young - too young to wed : ' Yet must I love her for your sake ; Go fetch your Alice here , ' she said : Her eyelid quiver'd as she spake . And down I went to fetch my bride : But , Alice , you were ...
... look'd a little higher ; And I was young - too young to wed : ' Yet must I love her for your sake ; Go fetch your Alice here , ' she said : Her eyelid quiver'd as she spake . And down I went to fetch my bride : But , Alice , you were ...
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... look'd athwart the burning drouth Of that long desert to the south . Last night , when some one spoke his name , From my swift blood that went and came A thousand little shafts of flame Were shiver'd in my narrow frame . O Love , O fire ...
... look'd athwart the burning drouth Of that long desert to the south . Last night , when some one spoke his name , From my swift blood that went and came A thousand little shafts of flame Were shiver'd in my narrow frame . O Love , O fire ...
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