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Page 31
... At his work you may hear him sob and sigh In the walks ; Earthward he boweth
the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sunflower
Over its grave i ' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock , Heavily hangs
...
... At his work you may hear him sob and sigh In the walks ; Earthward he boweth
the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sunflower
Over its grave i ' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock , Heavily hangs
...
Page 32
... of box beneath , And the year ' s last rose . Heavily hangs the broad sunflower
Over its grave i ' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock , Heavily hangs
the tiger - lily . ADELINE . MYSTERY of mysteries , Faintly smiling Adeline , 32.
... of box beneath , And the year ' s last rose . Heavily hangs the broad sunflower
Over its grave i ' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock , Heavily hangs
the tiger - lily . ADELINE . MYSTERY of mysteries , Faintly smiling Adeline , 32.
Page 49
Shadows of the silver birk Sweep the green that folds thy grave . Let them rave .
Thee nor carketh care nor slander ; Nothing but the small cold worm Fretteth
thine enshrouded form . Let them rave . Light and shadow ever wander O ' er the
...
Shadows of the silver birk Sweep the green that folds thy grave . Let them rave .
Thee nor carketh care nor slander ; Nothing but the small cold worm Fretteth
thine enshrouded form . Let them rave . Light and shadow ever wander O ' er the
...
Page 50
Thcu wilt not turn upon thy bed ; Chaunteth not the brooding bee Sweeter tones
than calumny ? Let them rave . Thou wilt never raise thine head From the green
that folds thy grave . Let them rave . Crocodiles wept tears for thee ; The
woodbine ...
Thcu wilt not turn upon thy bed ; Chaunteth not the brooding bee Sweeter tones
than calumny ? Let them rave . Thou wilt never raise thine head From the green
that folds thy grave . Let them rave . Crocodiles wept tears for thee ; The
woodbine ...
Page 51
Kings have no such couch as thine , As the green that folds thy grave . Let them
rave . Wild words wander here and there : God ' s great gift of speech abused
Makes thy memory confused : But let them rave . The balm - cricket carols clear In
...
Kings have no such couch as thine , As the green that folds thy grave . Let them
rave . Wild words wander here and there : God ' s great gift of speech abused
Makes thy memory confused : But let them rave . The balm - cricket carols clear In
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Bibliographic information
| Title | Poems |
| Author | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Publisher | C. Kegan Paul, 1878 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 23 Jan 2009 |
| Length | 379 pages |
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