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Thou wert not nursed by the waterfall Which ever sounds and shines A pillar of
white light upon the wall Of purple cliffs , aloof descried : Come from the woods
that belt the gray hill - side , The seven elms , the poplars four That stand beside
my ...
Thou wert not nursed by the waterfall Which ever sounds and shines A pillar of
white light upon the wall Of purple cliffs , aloof descried : Come from the woods
that belt the gray hill - side , The seven elms , the poplars four That stand beside
my ...
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Artist - like , Ever retiring thou dost gaze On the prime labour of thine early days :
No matter what the sketch might be ; Whether the high field on the bushless Pike ,
Or even a sand - built ridge Of heaped hills that mound the sea , Overblown ...
Artist - like , Ever retiring thou dost gaze On the prime labour of thine early days :
No matter what the sketch might be ; Whether the high field on the bushless Pike ,
Or even a sand - built ridge Of heaped hills that mound the sea , Overblown ...
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... melodious airs lovelorn , Breathing Light against thy face , While his locks a -
drooping twined Round thy neck in subtle ring Make a carcanet of rays , And ye
talk together still , In the language wherewith Spring Letters cowslips on the hill ?
... melodious airs lovelorn , Breathing Light against thy face , While his locks a -
drooping twined Round thy neck in subtle ring Make a carcanet of rays , And ye
talk together still , In the language wherewith Spring Letters cowslips on the hill ?
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Day and night to the billow the fountain calls : Down shower the gambolling
waterfalls From wandering over the lea : Out of the live - green heart of the dells
They freshen the silvery - crimson shells , And thick with white bells the clover -
hill ...
Day and night to the billow the fountain calls : Down shower the gambolling
waterfalls From wandering over the lea : Out of the live - green heart of the dells
They freshen the silvery - crimson shells , And thick with white bells the clover -
hill ...
Page 71
Lying , robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and rightThe leaves upon
her falling lightThro ' the noises of the night She floated down to Camélot : And as
the boat - head wound along The willowy hills and fields among , They heard her
...
Lying , robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and rightThe leaves upon
her falling lightThro ' the noises of the night She floated down to Camélot : And as
the boat - head wound along The willowy hills and fields among , They heard her
...
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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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