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Published in 1876, but dated 1877. See prefatory note to 'Queen Mary,' and 'Memoir,' vol ii. pp. 186-192.

To HIS EXCELLENCY

THE RIGHT HON. LORD LYTTON,

Viceroy and Governor-General of India.

MY DEAR LORD LYTTON,- After old-world records such as the Bayeux tapestry and the Roman de Rou, Edward Freeman's History of the Norman Conquest, and your father's Historical Romance treating of the same times, have been mainly helpful to me in writing this Drama. Your father dedicated his 'Harold' to my father's brother; allow me to dedicate my 'Harold' to yourself.

SHOW-DAY AT BATTLE ABBEY, 1876

A. TENNYSON

A GARDEN here - May breath and bloom of spring -
The cuckoo yonder from an English elm
Crying, 'With my false egg I overwhelm
The native nest;' and fancy hears the ring
Of harness, and that deathful arrow sing,
And Saxon battle-axe clang on Norman helm.
Here rose the dragon-banner of our realm;
Here fought, here fell, our Norman-slander'd king.
O Garden blossoming out of English blood!

O strange hate-healer Time! We stroll and stare
Where might made right eight hundred years ago;
Might, right? ay, good, so all things make for good
But he and he, if soul be soul, are where
Each stands full face with all he did below.

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Courtiers, Earls and Thanes, Men-at-Arms, Canons of Waltham, Fishermen, etc.

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Gurth. I trust the kingly touch that cures the evil

May serve to charm the tiger out of him. Leofwin. He hath as much of cat as tiger in him.

Our Tostig loves the hand and not the man. Harold. Nay! Better die than lie !

Enter KING, QUEEN, and TOSTIG. Edward. In heaven signs! Signs upon earth! signs everywhere! your priests

Gross, worldly, simoniacal, unlearn'd! They scarce can read their Psalter; and your churches

Uncouth, unhandsome, while in Norman

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Leave me alone, brother, with my Northumbria;

She is my mistress, let me look to her! The King hath made me earl; make me not fool!

Nor make the King a fool, who made me earl!

Harold. No, Tostig-lest I make myself a fool

Who made the King who made thee make thee earl.

Tostig. Why chafe me then? Thou knowest I soon go wild.

Gurth. Come, come! as yet thou art not gone so wild

But thou canst hear the best and wisest of

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Harold. I would it went as well as with mine earldom,

Leofwin's and Gurth's.

Tostig.
Ye govern milder men.
Gurth. We have made them milder by
just government.

Tostig. Ay, ever give yourselves your
own good word.

Leofwin. An honest gift, by all the Saints, if giver

And taker be but honest! but they bribe Each other, and so often, an honest world Will not believe them.

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In the full vessel running out at top To swamp the house.

Leofwin.

Nor thou be a wild thing Out of the waste, to turn and bite the hand Would help thee from the trap.

Tostig.
Thou playest in tune.
Leofwin. To the deaf adder thee, that

wilt not dance

However wisely charm'd.

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