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Born in December 24, 1822 / Died in April 15, 1888 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Matthew Arnold

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Bacchanalia or The New Age

... Now strifes are hush'd, our ears doth meet, ...

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Growing Old

... The years that are no more!It is to spend long days ...

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The Scholar Gypsy

... But, when they came from bathing, thou wast gone!At some lone homestead in the Cumner hills, ...

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Isolation: To Marguerite

... Back to thy solitude again!Back! with the conscious thrill of shame ...

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Longing

... As kind to others as to me!Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth, ...

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To A Friend

... But be hisMy special thanks, whose even-balanced soul, ...

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A Wish

... All which makes death a hideous show!Nor bring, to see me cease to live, ...

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The Forsaken Merman

... We climbed on the graves, on the stones worn with rains, ...

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The Last Word

... Thou art tired; best be still!They out-talked thee, hissed thee, tore thee ...

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Shakespeare

... Didst tread on earth unguessed at¬óbetter so!All pains the immortal spirit must endure, ...

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Consolation

... Time, stand still here!"The prompt stern Goddess ...

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The Voice

... Fall on the throbbing brow, fall on the burning breast, ...

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Sohrab and Rustum

... courteously drew back, and spoke, and said:-- "Thou strik'st too hard! that club of thine will float ...

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Memorial Verses

... And said: Thou ailest here, and here!He look'd on Europe's dying hour ...

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East London

... Much cheered with thoughts of Christ, the living bread ...