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Page 107
... hear Dead sounds at night come from the inmost hills , Like footsteps upon wool . I dimly see My far - off doubtful purpose , as a mother Conjectures of the features of her child Ere it is born : her child ! -a shudder CENONE . 107.
... hear Dead sounds at night come from the inmost hills , Like footsteps upon wool . I dimly see My far - off doubtful purpose , as a mother Conjectures of the features of her child Ere it is born : her child ! -a shudder CENONE . 107.
Page 108
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Ere it is born : her child ! -a shudder comes Across me never child be born of me , Unblest , to vex me with his father's eyes ! " O mother , hear me yet before I die . Hear me , O earth . I will not die ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Ere it is born : her child ! -a shudder comes Across me never child be born of me , Unblest , to vex me with his father's eyes ! " O mother , hear me yet before I die . Hear me , O earth . I will not die ...
Page 122
... born Scorn of herself ; again , from out that mood Laughter at her self - scorn . " What ! is not this my place of strength , " she said , " My spacious mansion built for me , Whereof the strong foundation - stones were laid Since my ...
... born Scorn of herself ; again , from out that mood Laughter at her self - scorn . " What ! is not this my place of strength , " she said , " My spacious mansion built for me , Whereof the strong foundation - stones were laid Since my ...
Page 137
... born . All night I lie awake , but I fall asleep at morn ; But I would see the sun rise upon the glad New - year , So , if you're waking , call me , call me early , mother dear . CONCLUSION . I THOUGHT to pass away before , and NEW ...
... born . All night I lie awake , but I fall asleep at morn ; But I would see the sun rise upon the glad New - year , So , if you're waking , call me , call me early , mother dear . CONCLUSION . I THOUGHT to pass away before , and NEW ...
Page 158
... born and die . Single I grew , like some green plant , whose root Creeps to the garden water - pipes beneath , Feeding the flower ; but ere my flower to fruit Changed , I was ripe for death . " My God , my land , my father - 158 A DREAM ...
... born and die . Single I grew , like some green plant , whose root Creeps to the garden water - pipes beneath , Feeding the flower ; but ere my flower to fruit Changed , I was ripe for death . " My God , my land , my father - 158 A DREAM ...
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