The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson (1899) (14784245372)

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Title: The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, Baron, 1809-1892
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Publisher: Boston and New York, Houghton, Mifflin and company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress



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, As not unlike to that of Spring. LXXXVI Sweet after showers, ambrosial air. That rollest from the gorgeousgloom Of evening over brake and bloomAnd meadow, slowly breathing bare The round of space, and rapt belowThro all the dewy tasselld wood,And shadowing down the hornedflood In ripples, fan my brows and blow The fever from my cheek, and sighThe full new life that feeds thy breathThroughout my frame, till Doubtand Death,111 brethren, let the fancy fly From belt to belt of crimson seasOn leagues of odor streaming far,To where in yonder orient star A hundred spirits whisper Peace. I past beside the reverend wallsIn which of old I wore the gown ;I roved at random thro the town, And saw the tumult of the halls; And heard once more in collegefanesThe storm their high-built organs make,And thunder-music, rolling, shakeThe prophet blazond on the panes ; And caught once more the distantshout,The measured pulse of racing oarsAmong the willows; paced theshoresAnd many a bridge, and all about
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1 Thro all the dewy tasselld wood The same gray flats again, and feltThe same, but not the same ; and lastUp that long walk of limes I past To see the rooms in which he dwelt. Another name was on the door.I lingerd; all within was noiseOf songs, and clapping hands, andboysThat crashd the glass and beat thefloor; Where once we held debate, a bandOf youthful friends, on mind and art,And labor, and the changing mart, And all the framework of the land ; When one would aim an arrow fair,But send it slackly from the string;And one would pierce an outerring, And one an inner, here and there ; And last the master-bowman, he.Would cleave the mark. A willing earWe lent him. Who but hung tohearThe rapt oration flowing free From point to point, with power andgraceAnd music in the bounds of law.To those conclusions when we saw The God within him light his face. And seem to lift the form, and glowIn azure orbits heavenly-wise ;And over those ethereal eves The bar of Michael Angelo ? LXXXVlll Wild b