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... poet , painter , architect , and musician , and also a considerable lin ... Poets " ( London , 1847 ) , ii . 48 , where there is a view of the house in which ... Laureate attended as chief mourner on each occasion . Early in the year 1827 ...
... poet , painter , architect , and musician , and also a considerable lin ... Poets " ( London , 1847 ) , ii . 48 , where there is a view of the house in which ... Laureate attended as chief mourner on each occasion . Early in the year 1827 ...
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... Poet Laureate . Perhaps the most interesting criticism on the " Poems , chiefly Lyrical , " was that contributed by Arthur Hal- lam , in August , 1831 , to a short - lived periodical en- titled " The Englishman's Magazine . " Under the ...
... Poet Laureate . Perhaps the most interesting criticism on the " Poems , chiefly Lyrical , " was that contributed by Arthur Hal- lam , in August , 1831 , to a short - lived periodical en- titled " The Englishman's Magazine . " Under the ...
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... Laureate ) edition in 1851 ; and the eighth in 1853 . Almost immediately on the publication of the volumes of 1842 , Alfred Tennyson was welcomed by acclamation as the first poet ... poetry in general , quoted from him.1 All 94 TENNYSONIANA .
... Laureate ) edition in 1851 ; and the eighth in 1853 . Almost immediately on the publication of the volumes of 1842 , Alfred Tennyson was welcomed by acclamation as the first poet ... poetry in general , quoted from him.1 All 94 TENNYSONIANA .
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... poet is also alluded to as " young Tennyson , " in " The Laureate's Tourney , " p . 25. In the parody of " Locksley Hall , " his insult . and ribald parodies , spiced with a good 98 TENNYSONIANA .
... poet is also alluded to as " young Tennyson , " in " The Laureate's Tourney , " p . 25. In the parody of " Locksley Hall , " his insult . and ribald parodies , spiced with a good 98 TENNYSONIANA .
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... Laureate ( written on the death of Southey in 1843 ) is a parody of " The ... Laureate bold , With his butt of sherry To keep him merry , And nothing to do but ... poet's fancy transformed into ribaldry and jest , and address is given as ...
... Laureate ( written on the death of Southey in 1843 ) is a parody of " The ... Laureate bold , With his butt of sherry To keep him merry , And nothing to do but ... poet's fancy transformed into ribaldry and jest , and address is given as ...
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Strana 58 - Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts.
Strana 125 - Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Strana 83 - Then went Sir Bedivere the second time Across the ridge, and paced beside the mere, Counting the dewy pebbles, fix'd in thought; But when he saw the wonder of the hilt, How curiously and strangely chased, he smote His palms together, and he cried aloud: "And if indeed I cast the brand away, Surely a precious thing, one worthy note, Should thus be lost for ever from the earth, Which might have pleased the eyes of many men.
Strana 66 - ... releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving. Thyself thou...
Strana 66 - Farewell ! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate : The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving ? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.
Strana 68 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Strana 159 - As when a painter, poring on a face, Divinely thro' all hindrance finds the man Behind it, and so paints him that his face, The shape and colour of a mind and life, Lives for his children, ever at its best...
Strana 26 - Regret is dead, but love is more Than in the summers that are flown, For I myself with these have grown To something greater than before ; Which makes appear the songs I made As echoes out of weaker times, As half but idle brawling rhymes, The sport of random sun and shade.
Strana 87 - Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself...
Strana 70 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair. Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.