Poems by Alfred Tennyson
The Princess: O Swallow
... Fly to her, and pipe and woo her, and make her mine, ...
Claribel
... The babbling runnel crispeth, ...
In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 126
... And whispers to the worlds of space, ...
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... And that dear voice, I once have known, ...
The Princess: Sweet and Low
... Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep ...
The Princess: Home they Brought her Warrior Dead
... Like summer tempest came her tears— ...
In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 124
... Nor thro' the questions men may try, ...
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... With fruitful cloud and living smoke, ...
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... And gather dust and chaff, and call ...
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... But that large grief which these enfold ...
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... And wildly dash'd on tower and tree ...
In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: [Prelude]
... Forgive them where they fail in truth, ...
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... Which led by tracts that pleased us well, ...
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... Which else were fruitless of their due, ...
The Lotos-eaters
... Roll'd to starboard, roll'd to larboard, when the surge was seething free, ...
