Alfred Lord Tennyson
1809-1882 / Male / English
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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: Part 130
Thy voice is on the rolling air; / I hear thee where the waters run; / Thou standest in the rising sun,
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The Snowdrop
Many, many welcomes, / February fair-maid! / Ever as of old time,
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Demeter And Persephone
Faint as a climate-changing bird that flies / All night across the darkness, and at dawn / Falls on the threshold of her native land,
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Northern Farmer: New Style
Dosn't thou 'ear my 'erse's legs, as they canters awaay? / Proputty, proputty, proputty--that's what I 'ears 'em saay. / Proputty, proputty, proputty--Sam, thou's an *** for thy paains:
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Locksley Hall Sixty Years After
Late, my grandson! half the morning have I paced these sandy tracts, / Watch'd again the hollow ridges roaring into cataracts, / Wander'd back to living boyhood while I heard the curlews call,
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Northern Farmer: Old Style
Wheer 'asta bean saw long and mea liggin' 'ere aloan? / Noorse? thoort nowt o' a noorse: whoy, Doctor's abean an' agoan; / Says that I moant 'a naw moor aale; but I beant a fool;
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A Farewell
Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea, / Thy tribute wave deliver: / No more by thee my steps shall be,
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The Revenge : A Ballad of the Fleet
At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay, / And a pinnace, like a fluttered bird, came flying from far away: / "Spanish ships of war at sea! we have sighted fifty-three!"
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The Brook (excerpt)
'O babbling brook,' says Edmund in his rhyme, / 'Whence come you?' and the brook, why not? replies. / I come from haunts of coot and hern,
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The Owl
When cats run home and light is come, / And dew is cold upon the ground, / And the far-off stream is dumb,
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