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Poems - Page 11
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 261 pages
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Sir Walter Raleigh and His Time, with Other Papers

Charles Kingsley - Theater - 1859 - 506 pages
...from those counties which the world considers the quintescence of the prosaic — the English fens. Upon the middle of the night Waking she heard the night-fowl crow; The cock sung out an honr ere light: Prom the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her: without hope of change, In sleep she...
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Miscellanies, Volume 1

Charles Kingsley - Essays - 1859 - 432 pages
...the world considers the quintessence of the prosaic—the English fens. Upon the middle of the night The cock sung out an hour ere light: From the dark fen the oxen's low Waking she heard the night-fowl crow; Came to her: without hope of change, In sleep she seem'd to walk...
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Poets of England and America; being selections from the best authors of both ...

England - English poetry - 1860 - 532 pages
...dreary. He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead! " m. Upon the middle of the night, Waking she heard the...hope of change, In sleep she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the gray -eyed morn About the lonely moated grange. She only said, " The day is...
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Miscellanies, Volume 1

Charles Kingsley - Essays - 1860 - 424 pages
...of the prosaic — the English fens. Upon the middle of the night Waking she heard the night- fowl crow ; The cock sung out an hour ere light : From...Came to her : without hope of change, In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the grey•eyed morn Ahout the lonely moated grange. *******...
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Pearls from the poets: specimens selected, with biogr. notes, by H.W. Dulcken

Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 pages
...dreary — He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, weary, I would that I were dead ! " Upon the middle of the night, Waking, she heard the night-fowl crow ; MARIANA. 85 The cock sung ovit an hour ere light ; From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her....
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Poetical Works, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pages
...dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead ! " III. Upon the middle of the night, Waking she heard the...hope of change, In sleep she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the gray-eyed morn About the lonely moated grange. She only said, " The day is...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Complete in Two ...

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 pages
...casement-curtain by, And glanced athwart the glooming flats. She only said, " The night is dreary, III. Upon the middle of the night, Waking she heard the night-fowl crow : The cock°sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her : without hope of change,...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Two Volumes in One

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 pages
...casemen1>curtain by, And glanced athwart the glooming flats. She only said, " The night is dreary, Upon the middle of the night, Waking she heard the...hope of change, In sleep she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the gray-eyed morn About the lonely moated grange. She only said, " The day is...
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Poems: In Two Volumes, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 516 pages
...dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead ! " m. Upon the middle of the night, Waking she heard the...hope of change, In sleep she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the gray-eyed morn About the lonely moated grange. She only said, " The day is...
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Essays Critical and Imaginative, Volume 2

John Wilson - 1865 - 444 pages
...is dreary, He cometh not," she said : She said, ' I am aweary, aweary ; I would that I were dead ! ' Upon the middle of the night, Waking she heard the...nightfowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : Prom the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her : without hope of change, In sleep she seemed to walk...
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