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30 Of early faith and plighted vows; 98. 11 But there are other griefs within, 21. Of that great race, which is to be, And one the shaping of a star; Until the forward-creeping tides. 12 And hear the ritual of the dead. 11 Which makes me sad I know not why, 69. 2 My spirit loved and loves him yet, 61. 90 `'Tis hard for thee to fathom this; 86.
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89 But they must go, the time draws on, 133. Be sunder'd in the night of fear; Well roars the storm to those that hear. The lips of men with honest praise, And sun by sun the happy days. 9 Who usherest in the dolorous hour. 10 To slant the fifth autumnal slope, 23. 14 Delayest the sorrow in my blood, 84. 6 But for one hour, O Love, I strive. That Men May Rise On Stepping Stones Lyrics - Alfred Lord Tennyson. 2 Where first we gazed upon the sky; 103. 2 Sweet-hearted, you, whose light-blue eyes. 6 Should see thy passengers in rank. But fetch the wine, Arrange the board and brim the glass; Bring in great logs and let them lie, To make a solid core of heat; Be cheerful-minded, talk and treat.
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2 Nor ever drank the inviolate spring. 96 And pining life be fancy-fed. 7 Thy changes; here upon the ground, 42. 17 And bore thee where I could not see. 20 Should toss with tangle and with shells. 25 When one would aim an arrow fair, 88. 65 O happy hour, and happier hours. Her crimson fringes to the shower; Who might'st have heaved a windless flame. 5 Leave thou thy sister when she prays, 34.
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97 Now looking to some settled end, 86. 12 To which she links a truth divine! 21 And many an old philosophy. 25 And up thy vault with roaring sound.
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124 And strike his being into bounds, 133. 27 When all is gay with lamps, and loud. 47 The old bitterness again, and break. Could we forget the widow'd hour.
9 We pass; the path that each man trod. In some long trance should slumber on; Unconscious of the sliding hour, Bare of the body, might it last, And silent traces of the past. But he was rich where I was poor, And he supplied my want the more. 8 How blanch'd with darkness must I grow! 8 The quiet sense of something lost. But when those others, one by one, Withdrew themselves from me and night, And in the house light after light. To something greater than before; Which makes appear the songs I made. If one should bring me this report, 15. 24 To many a flute of Arcady. That men may rise on stepping stones tennyson poem. 20 That I shall be thy mate no more, 42. 5 These mortal lullabies of pain. 17 That rises upward always higher, 16.
24 With one that was his earliest mate; 65. 120 As not unlike to that of Spring. 10 But mine own phantom chanting hymns?