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BRAUBURY AND EVANS, PRINTERS, WHITEKRI ARS.
MAUD,
AND OTHER POEMS.
MAUD,
AND OTHER POEMS.
ALFRED TENNYSON,
D.C.L..
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:
CONTENTS.
Pasre
MAUD
101
THE LETTERS
115
THE DAISY
TO THE REV.
119
137
P. D.
MAURICE
145
WILL
149
.
.151
MAUD.
MAUD.
I.
1.
little
wood,
Its lips in the field above are dabbled with blood-
red heath,
blood,
And Echo
'
Death.'
MAUD.
body was
found,
was
well
it
Mangled, and
lies
father!
O God!
flatten' d,
There yet
life
fell
fell.
Did he
fling
himself
And
fail'd,
wann'd with
And
for a
out he walk'd
despair,
when
worldling wail'd,
And
MATJD.
4.
my hair were
stirr'd
By
trail'd,
by a
whisper' d fright,
And my
my
The
heart as I heard
shrill-edged shriek of a
shuddering night.
5.
somewhere
Villainy
whose
One
says,
we
are
villains all.
Not he
be maintain' d
But that
his honest
old man,
me
now
Dropt
off
flaccid
and
drain' d.
b2
left
us
MATTD.
6.
we
not
And
its
own
that
is
or worse
own
citizen hissing in
hearthstone
war on
7.
But these
the
men
of mind,
fool
would have
it
peace or war?
faith
in a
and
that of a kind
The
viler, as
sword.
MAUD.
may
May make my
a
why not
my face
as
flint,
who knows
we
and dust.
olive,
When
When
men
Peace
lie
in her
lives,
all
vineyard
yes but
!
company
MAUD.
10.
And
Till
trampled wife,
plaster
are sold to
And
means of
in
the very
life.
11.
And
Sleep must
lie
down
centre-bits
is
gasps, as he sits
To
MAUD.
12.
When
Mammonite mother
kills
on a
pile of chil-
a burial fee,
And Timour-Mammon
grins
dren's bones,
Is
it
peace or war
better,
war
loud war by
War
with
thousand
and shaking a
battles,
hundred thrones.
13.
Eor I trust
if
by the
And
an enemy's
fleet
hill,
That the
smoothfaced
snubnosed
And
strike, if
he could, were
rogue would
till,
it
MAUD.
14.
they are
The dark
a millionnaire
I have heard, I
by the touch of
of the singular
beauty of Maud,
I play'd with the girl
then to be
when a
child
she promised
fair.
15.
Maud
Maud
Maud
with
her
sweet
purse-mouth when
my
Maud
the beloved of
darling of
all,
my
MAUD.
16.
What
is
she
may
now?
bring
me
me
My
a curse.
man
woman
be the worse.
may
will
alone.
She
my
MAUD.
10
II.
Long have
find
it
at last
But a
God
grant I
may
savour nor
salt,
when her
carriage past,
Perfectly beautiful
is
the fault
let it
be granted her
where
be seen)
Faultily
faultless,
icily
regular,
splendidly
null,
Dead
perfection,
not been
no more
nothing more,
if it
had
MAUD.
11
Or an
underlip,
too
Or the
you may
call it
little
too ripe,
full,
least
little
sensitive nose,
From which
little
touch of spleen.
MAUD.
12
III.
Cold and
clear-cut face,
so cruelly
meek,
all
spleenful folly
was
drown' d,
Pale with the golden
beam
of an eyelash dead on
the cheek,
Passionless, pale, cold face, star-sweet
profound
on a gloom
for a transient
wrong
Done but
pale as before
MATJD.
13
But
till
I could bear
no more,
arose,
and
all
by myself
in
my own
dark
garden ground,
Listening
now
wrecking roar,
Now
in a wintry
and found
The shining
grave.
daffodil dead,
his
MAUD.
14
IV.
A million emeralds
lime
In the
little
grove where I
sit
ah,
wherefore
cannot I be
season bland,
"When the
far-off sail is
softer clime,
bloom of a crescent
of sea,
The
silent sapphire-spangled
land?
MAUD.
Below me,
is
there,
And
And Jack on
and
spite
city,
with gossip,
his ale-house
as a Czar
And
15
lies
And up
like a light
But sorrow
seize
leading star
me
if
my
3.
When
MAITD.
16
I bow'd
to his lady-sister as
the moor
But the
she rode by on
fire
beautiful face.
child,
being so proud
Tour
it,
in
and I
am
I keep but a
and
I
know
it,
man and
steal
or like
its
way:
Tor nature
is
can heal
MAUD.
The Mayfly
And
is
spear' d
17
by the
the whole
shrike,
wood where I
little
sit is
a world
Do we move
hand
ourselves, or are
at a
That pushes us
succeed
Ah
yet,
game
off
we cannot be kind
an hour
hint,
shame
However we brave
breed.
moved by an unseen
it
at a
out,
we men
are
little
MAUD.
18
A monstrous
eft
of Earth,
his
billowing ran,
And
he
felt
crowning race.
As nine months go
He now
man
is first,
but
is
he the
last ? is
he not too
i?
7.
The man of
science himself
is
vain,
An
and poor
MAUD.
19
folly
Eor not to
it,
Than
at either,
desire or admire, if a
man
could learn
were more
For the
spice.
the
drift of
the
Maker
is
planet
is
Shall I
by
veil.
Our
garden of
Who
whirl* d into
vice.
is
is
will
wide.
weep
if
a Poland
Hungary
fall ?
shall I shriek if a
fail ?
c2
MAUD.
20
Or an
knout
I have not
made the
world, and
He
that
made
it
will guide.
Be mine
a philosopher's
life
ways,
AVhere
if
be
I cannot be gay
my
let
a passionless peace
lot,
hubbub of lies
From
it
little,
and, whether he
or not,
man walks
poisonous
flies.
MAUD.
21
10.
And most
of
all
madness of
would I
flee
love,
all
the measure-
ill.
Ah Maud, you
all
unmeet
for a wife.
Tour mother
is
mute
in marble above
Tour
father
at
Tou
is
your will
of life.
MAUD.
22
V.
1.
is
is
known
to me,
life,
men
Ready
Maud
And
fife
face,
MAITD.
And
feet like
Maud
And
23
and her
Honour
grace,
3.
Be
still,
With
for
A glory I
Still
shall
not
find.
move
meadow and
But
to
Her
feet
on the meadow
Not
her,
who
Not
to the
is
grass,
fall
before
and adore,
but a
voice.
MATJD.
24
VI.
1.
Morning
No
In
arises
stormy and
pale,
And
upon
Caught and
by the
gale
would be
fair.
cuff'd
I had fancied
it
wood
:
2.
should I meet
On
At the head
are
bow'd
MAUD.
she touch' d
She made
me
I meet
my hand
divine
25
amends
3.
And
light
Kept
itself
Ready
in the heart of
But an ashen-gray
and seems
delight.
4.
And
if
Of some
cloud, it faded,
"What
my
Till at last
In a
warm
me
a snare
coquettish deceit,
dreams,
MAUD.
26
Cleopatra-like as of old
To entangle me when we
To have her
And fawn
met,
at a victor's feet.
5.
Ah, what
shall
I be at
fifty
me
alive,
When
Yet,
If
am
if
were
all
all
that I dream' d,
But a
Maud
And
but twenty-five
smile could
make
so bitter
it
sweet.
6.
What
if tho'
Of a kind
What
if
full
intent to me,
MATJD.
27
That
oil'd
Smelling of
Her
musk and
brother, from
Who
wants the
To mask,
tho'
of insolence,
whom
I keep
aloof,
"What
if
A face
And
That
sweet sake
when
In another month to
wretched vote
may be
gain'd.
croaks, at
my
side,
Or thou
Tea
too, myself
28
Is cap
8.
Came
For am I
not,
am
My mother,
who was
so gentle
and good
Here
Where I
And
And my own
sad
name
in corners cried,
When
About
its
Till a
On
thrown
Of a world
And
is
fixt
MATJD.
29
9.
By
that
fear,
That made
When
Come
And
flesh,
and caught
you
it
the
my
else within
new
me wrought
lip ?
10.
She remembers
Ah
it
now we
By some coquettish
Yet,
If
if
meet.
may be
beguiled
deceit.
all
all
that I dream'd,
a child
Maud were
And
when
a smile could
make
it
so bitter
sweet.
MAUD.
30
VII.
1.
Did I hear
Long
since,
Did I dream
When
half in a doze
it
it
an hour ago,
2.
Men
Well,
if it
prove a
girl,
me
the boy
so let
it be.'
3.
Is
it
an echo of something
Read with
a boy's delight,
MAUD.
31
4.
two men,
Somewhere, talking of
'
Well,
if it
prove a
girl,
me
my
boy
so let it be.'
MAUD.
32
VIII.
She came
And
An
sat
by a
pillar alone
Wept
And
And
To
find they
were met by
my own
And
suddenly, sweetly,
And
The snowy-banded,
my
no longer
dilettante,
And
'
No
thought,
surely,
is it
now
it
pride,
cannot be pride.'
MATJD.
33
IX.
was walking a
More than
The sun
mile,
And
She waved to
me
Something
Down by
flash' d in
the
hill
side,
the sun,
I saw
them
ride,
:
MATJD.
34
And
MAUD.
35
X.
1.
Sick,
Was
am
The
from the
villager's
head
died,
slavish hat
Grone to a blacker
pit, for
whom
And
till
Master of half a
To
his trucks
Wrought,
And
servile shire,
a grandson,
first
d2
MATJD.
36
all
women
all
desire,
men
adore,
And
And
soften as if to a girl,
and hold
New
gewgaw
castle shine,
And
(Look
moor
cockney
ear.
2.
Bound
Bound
am
at her side
sure was he
Maud
To
MAUD.
37
And
what
ever agape
he cannot buy
is it
am
life,
I.
3.
little
And
play the
game
army down,
it
Whose
Even
ear
is stuff* d
Whether war be
down war
can he
tell
a cause or a consequence ?
Down
Jealousy,
down
MATED.
38
The
Down
With
too,
down
at
and
your own
fear
fireside,
Tor each
is
at
4.
Ah
Grod, for a
man with
One
still
strong
"Whatever they
man
call
in a blatant land,
I,
one
Aristocrat, democrat, autocrat
Who
lie.
MAUD.
XL
let the
solid
Not
fail
beneath
Before
my
life
What some
Then
let
ground
my
has found
"What matter
if
I go mad,
my
day.
2.
Not
close
feet
MAUD.
40
Before I
am
That there
Then
To a
let
life
is
one to love
me
my
day.
MATJD.
41
XII.
1.
"When
was
twilight
falling,
calling.
2.
And
I,
who
in our
else,
Gathering woodland
wood
was with
lilies,
Birds in our
wood sang
Maud
is
vallies,
In among the
lilies.
her,
MATJD.
42
4.
Maud
not seventeen,
is
But she
is tall
and
stately.
5.
Maud were
sure of
Heaven
6.
know
the
Home
For her
way
she went
And
left
meadows
Where
is
One
come
to
woo
her.
MAUD.
43
8.
And
Go
back,
You
little
my
King Charles
is
snarling,
moor,
MAUD.
44
XIII.
1.
make me
fret ?
may
Tool that I
live to
am
hate
me
yet.
He
His
face, as
little aside
I grant, in spite of
spite,
Has
And
But
he stands
And barbarous
Sunn'd
itself
opulence jewel-thick
on
his breast
and
his hands.
45
MATJD.
2.
Who
To
give
air,
And
curving a contumelious
Grorgonised
me from head
lip,
to foot
3.
Why
sits
him ashamed
to be seen ?
village street,
face,
would I
call
him a cheat
MATJD.
46
as a child of deceit,
And Maud
is
as true as
Maud
is
sweet
Her mother
And
fair
Maud
to
side
to be so allied.
him
is
nothing akin
Some
Made
And
On that huge
All, all
upon the
brother.
Has not
on
me
MATJD.
47
XIV.
1.
And
lilies fair
on a lawn
And
And
thither I climb' d at
And
A lion ramps
He
is
claspt
dawn
;
at the top,
by a
passion-flower.
2.
Maud's own
little
(Which Maud,
oak-room
MAUD.
48
She
sits
And
when
alone
gate
And
if
I thought as I stood,
As ocean-foam
On
a hand, as white
Had
my
Delight
3.
The fancy
flatter' d
my
mind,
And
Now
Now
cold.
my
MAUD.
49
4.
But the
rivulet
Running down
Or
my own
dark wood
Now
But I
look'd,
and round,
it swell' d
all
beheld
me
creep,
Prickle
my
Knew
that the
my
breath,
sleep,
MAITD.
50
XV.
And
That
if
if
evil cheer,
dwells,
else
Then I should be
else,
to fear
else,
to myself
more
dear.
Tea
If I be dear,
MAUD.
51
XVI.
1.
The
lighter
by the
loss of his
weight
And
so that he find
And
what he went to
seek,
He may
But
And
this is the
I see
my
for a
this is the
beautiful creature,
day
what am I
week
MATJD.
52
And dream
From
is
To the grace
and
that, bright
Of a
peacock,
And
she knows
sits
it
O,
if
know
it
she
knew
undo
half
it,
it.
of Time,
selfish grave.
2.
What,
if
Had
if
she
it is
not
so.
it
even for
me
MAUD.
Catch not
Let not
my
my
For I must
I must
breath,
53
clamorous heart,
tongue be a thrall to
tell
tell her,
her before
or die.
we
my
part,
eye,
MAUD.
54
XVII.
Go
not,
From
GJ-o
not,
happy day,
the shining
happy day,
Till the
Eosy
is
Eosy
fields,
maiden
yields.
the "West,
is
the South,
And
When the
happy Tes
lips,
Over blowing
Over seas
seas,
at rest,
MAUD.
55
Blush
Till
it
the red
By
And
man
dance
West
Till the
Blush
Eosy
is
Eosy
it
is
East,
thro' the
West.
the West,
is
the South,
And
MAUD.
66
XVIII.
1.
hate
There
is
none
my
love,
only friend.
And
And
sweetly, on and on
Calming
my
itself to
my
blood
2.
None
Just
now
Seem'd her
garden walk,
MAUD.
57
and she
closed,
is
gone.
3.
There
Nor
is
will
none
Dark
Upon
a pastoral slope as
And
With honey' d
And haunted by
Of her whose
And made my
And
fair,
over
whom
With such
air,
my
a perfumed altar-flame
fate,
MAUD.
58
whom
she
came.
4.
Here
will I
And you
Go
in
lie,
and out
as if at
"Who am no more
As when
it
so
merry
play,
all forlorn,
at ease
Cold
fires,
skies,
5.
But now
"Who
I,
MAUD.
59
And
To
do accept
my
sky,
girl.
6.
Would
More
die
life
to
for sullen-seeming
Love than
is
or ever
me how
It seems that I
am
'tis
was
sweet to
came to pass
it
happy, that to
live.
me
sea.
7.
Not
die
And
teach true
O,
why
but
live
life
life
of truest breath,
men
in drinking-songs,
Make
answer,
Maud my
bliss,
MATJD.
60
Life of
'
my
life,
answer
this ?
With
dear Love's
tie,
dear.'
Is that enchanted
moan
And
And
silver knell
died to
live,
long as
But now by
this
my
And
my
pulses play
Among
May
Dear
My bride to be, my
drowsy
is
but for a
little
spell.
evermore delight,
space I go
own, farewell.
MAUD.
And
61
fell
you look
so bright ?
Let
all
be
well,
but
be well.
it shall
not be so
tell,
MAUD.
62
XIX.
1.
Stbange, that I
felt so gay,
To
The
Sultan, as
we name
him,
With
"Was
For
perplext her
it
and
folly
From
little
Who but
lazy lover
Or
By
MAUD.
63
Now
in two,
me whether
The
habit, hat,
Or the
Be
it
and
feather,
in either.
2.
But
to morrow, if
Our ponderous
we
live,
And Maud
will
And
And
With
MATJD.
64
3.
of
many
acres,
And
At Maud
For I am not
invited,
am
all as
well delighted,
And mean
Till the
And
to linger in
it
then, oh then,
come out
to
for a minute,
Come
own
out to your
me
true lover,
MAUD.
65
Tour
Queen Maud
own
darling,
MAUD.
XX.
Rivulet
And
crossing
bringing
my
ground,
me down from
the Hall
And
lost in trouble
Here
And
Maud and
at the
me,
head of a tinkling
fall,
My Maud has
sent
it
by thee
On
Among
'
Ah, be
MAUD.
67
XXL
1.
Come
Come
I
And
am
Maud,
Maud,
And
the
musk
2.
And
is
on high,
On
To
To
sun she
and to
loves,
die.
f 2
MAUD.
68
The
flute, violin,
bassoon
And
in tune
4.
I said to the
"With
whom
When will
She
Now
There
is
but one
And
Low
is
'
lily,
play.'
moon
are gone,
The
last
MATJD.
69
5.
'
The
yonng
lord-lover,
will never
those,
be thine
ever, mine.'
6.
And
As
And
my
blood,
From
rivulet fall
Our wood,
that
is
meadow and on
dearer than
all
to the wood,
7.
From
the
left so
sweet
MAUD.
70
He
In
violets blue as
your eyes,
And
your feet
in which
we meet
8.
The slender
acacia
As
fell
But the
all
tree
lilies
They
Queen
to
all
me
awake,
dawn and
thee.
Come
MAUD.
71
Queen
lily
Shine out,
To the
little
flowers,
10.
From
She
is
coming,
She
is
coming,
And
my
'
cries,
my
dove,
my
life,
She
dear
is
the
'
listens,
fate
'
She
whispers,
I wait.'
11.
She
is
coming,
Were
it
my
is late
I hear, I hear
'
lily
The larkspur
And
my
own,
my
sweet
'
;
;'
;'
MAUD.
72
My
Were
My
it
Had
Would
And
feet,
MAUD.
73
XXII.
1.
The
fault
"Why am I
fault
was mine
and
is this
And
guilty
hand
still,
'
hill
?-
From underneath
What
is it,
dawn
of
The
fires
The
fires
of Hell and of
Eor
When
Hate
MAUD.
74
He
And
He
disgrace,
fiercely
Till
gave
me
the
lie,
And
Struck
Who
me
"Wrought for
his
evil stroke
stood,
thunder' d up into
life for
Heaven the
Christless code,
a blow.
Was
1
The
Then
From
And
And
face,
it
fault
?
'
'
fly
wood
of one that I
know
MAUD.
And
75
It will ring in
my
heart and
my
die.
2.
Is
it
gone
"What was
my
it ?
pulses beat
shadow there
at
my
feet,
is
gone
stand,
land.
fall
in a gentle rain,
The
feeble vassals of
The
little
Arise,
Strike
my
hearts that
God, and
strike, for
lust,
to forgive
worms,
live.
MAUD.
76
XXIII.
1.
shell,
Lying
close to
my
foot,
Frail,
Made
so fairily well
How
exquisitely minute,
A miracle of design
2.
"What
is it ?
Could give
it
a learned
man
a clumsy name.
MAUD.
Let
77
3.
The tiny
cell is forlorn,
Void of the
That made
on the shore.
Did he stand
at the
Of his house
in a rainbow
diamond door
frill ?
4.
Slight, to
Of my
finger-nail
Small, but a
Erail,
work
on the sand,
divine,
MAUD.
78
Tear upon
Of cataract
5.
Like a shipwreck' d
Of ancient
fable
Plagued with a
here
man on
and fear
a coast
flitting to
and
fro,
eye,
Why
should
it
look like
Maud ?
Am I to be overawed
By what
I cannot but
know
MAUD.
79
6.
coast,
Back
Looking, thinking of
An
But that
of
all
my
Lamech
is
I have lost
ear
mine.
7.
For
years, a measureless
For
But
she, she
would love me
And
as long,
God, as she
Have a
ill,
still
my
dark heart,
Not
to be trampled out.
of will
MAUD.
80
when fraught
it
that
all life
should,
it
well
in the eye,
by being
so overwrought,
For a
shell,
And now
T remember,
I,
there,
many
rings
is
"Who knows
he be dead
if
Am I guilty of blood ?
MATJD.
However
this
may
81
be,
me and my
Let
But speak
and
my
But come
things good,
"Whatever happen to
Me
sea
all
me
and high,
harmful love go by
And
die.
MATJD.
82
XXIV.
1.
O that
'twere possible
To
find the
Bound me once
again
2.
silent
Of the land
woody
meet her
places
that gave
Mixt with
to
me
birth,
in long embraces
earth.
MA.TJD.
83
3.
shadow
before me,
ISTot
Ah
flits
Christ, that it
were possible
The
souls
we
to see
might
tell
they be.
4.
It leads
me
forth at evening,
It lightly winds
and
steals
When
At
all
my
spirit reels
And
5.
sighs,
after
g2
us
MATJD.
84
The
lips,
the eyes,
The
delight of
The
happy laughter,
6.
'Tis a
And
dewy splendour
On the
To the
'Tis a
And
She
little
turrets
is
And
fleet
In a moment we
She
falls
is
shall
meet
And the
MATJD.
85
To the
7.
Do
shining head,
My
But there
There
And
is
a sullen thunder
is roll'd
And
I wake,
my
dream
city,
is fled
Ey
the curtains of
my bed
cold.
8.
Mix
not
again,
MAUD.
86
That
show
will
itself without.
9.
Then I
And
rise,
the eavedrops
The great
city
sounding wide
On
fall,
drifts of lurid
smoke
10.
steal,
a wasted frame,
It crosses here,
Thro'
all
it
crosses there,
MAUD.
The shadow
And on my
87
the same
still
heavy eyelids
shame.
11.
That heard
me
softly call,
Came glimmering
At
Of the
12.
Would
From
As
she looks
street,
among the
blest,
my
friend
MAUD.
Cr
to say
Or
to ask her,
'
To the regions
'
of thy rest ?
13.
light glares
and
beats,
flits
And
me
And
And
and
be
fleets
me
still
cavern deep,
My whole
MAUD.
89
XXV.
Long dead
And my
And
heart
is
a handful of dust,
And my
Por
my
And
head,
street,
beat,
Beat into
my
my
scalp and
brain,
clatter,
MAUD.
90
And
here beneath
it is all
as bad,
To have no peace
in the grave,
And
Is
me
is
it is
not so
to and fro,
men go
the dead
man
chatter
2.
And
tho*
we
gone,
"Not a bell
It
is
that which
the dead
There
is
As
fain
would
kill their
church,
MAUD.
91
3.
No
And
To
another, a lord of
his
And
own
great
The
To
yonder a
Tor
things, praying
as I guess
self,
the press
fool, to
vile physician,
tickle the
And
all
His party-secret,
And
blabbing
all for
what
Nothing but
idiot gabble
And
Has come
JN"ot let
to pass as foretold
MAUD.
92
But
affair
But I heard
it
house
closet alone,
Who
told
Mm we were there ?
5.
Not
From
He has
Prophet, curse
And
curse
me
me
the blabbing
lip,
die.
MAUD.
I
93
lies
and
in the
listens
Hanover
sir,
would do
ship,
mute
:
it,
is all
7.
Tell
him now
Not
He may
she
take her
is
standing here at
now
my
head
mind,
But
is
She
is
stiller
8.
a garden grows,
MAUD.
94
All
made up
To the sound
It
is
And
is
good,
fruits,
He
linkt a dead
For
he, if
man
so full of pride,
9.
But what
He
man
say
To catch
man
to think of
it
say
10.
MAUD.
Then
to strike
him and
lay
95
him
low,
far,
a private blow
Are
11.
me,
Is
it
why have
Maybe
still
am but
me
deep enough
a grave so rough,
quiet sleeper ?
half-dead
And
me
my
head,
little
deeper.
MATJD.
XXVI.
1.
cells
so long
on a broken wing
thing:
My mood is
When the
changed, for
face of night
it fell
is fair
at a time of year
And
And
starry
Gemini hang
like glorious
crowns
under the
stars
MAUD.
And
wars
'
97
And
Knowing I
As he glow'd
like a
Mars
breast.
2.
And
it
it
yielded a dear
delight
To have
upon eyes
so
fair,
And it was
my
one thing
lighten' d
my despair
it
arise in defence
of the right,
The glory
Nor
of
manhood stand on
God be
cease,
the millionaire
MATJD.
98
No more
shall
commerce be
all
in
all,
and Peace
And watch
Nor
And
the
cobweb
woven
the
across
cannon's
throat
Shall shake its threaded tears in the
wind no more.
3.
And
'
It
as
is
time,
it is
time,
felt to
be pure
and true),
6
It is time,
And
die.'
my
breath
battle,
arise
and
fly
MAUD.
99
4.
Let
Of
it
And
little
was
full
of wrongs and
And
hail
unroll' d
Tho'
banner of battle
!
,
many
and many
shall
weep
For those that
claims,
shall
be wreak'd on a giant
liar;
And many
And shine
in the sudden
And
And
For the
and done
h2
MAUD.
100
And now by
deep,
And
deathful-grinning
mouths
of the
fortress,
flames
THE BROOK;
AN
IDYL.
'
Hebe, by
And
this brook,
he for Italy
One whom
too
we
parted
late
too
And mellow
Thought
a dead thing
Of those
They
late
scrip
and
is
how money
breeds,
make
is.
In our schoolbooks we
say,
flourish' d
then or then
but
share,
could he understand
it
I to the East
JS*or
life
in
him
THE BEOOK.
102
On
When
And
all
the
wood stands
nothing perfect
leaf,
in a mist of green,
Or
air,
it,
To me
"
"
that loved
him
for
"
"
brook," he says,
Edmund
in his rhyme,
replies.
make a sudden
And
sparkle out
among the
To bicker down a
By
sally
fern,
valley.
Or
slip
THE BEOOK.
Till last
by
Philip's
103
farm I flow
river,
But
Poor
lad,
Travelling to Naples.
It has
go,
I go on for ever.
more ivy
There
is
Darnley bridge,
;
and there
In
little
on the pebbles.
I fret
To
join the
brimming
river,
But
go on
for ever.
go,
THE BEOOK.
104
But
Philip chatter' d
Old Philip
all
about the
fields
you caught
like the
dry
in
and
out,
And
And
And
Upon me,
"With
many
as I travel
a silyery waterbreak
gravel,
all along,
go,
for ever.
A maiden
river,
But I go on
'
and flow
meek
THE BEOOK.
Straight,
Her
In
105
gloss
shell
far-off cousin
and betrothed,
By that
Still
the week
crost
Beyond
it,
for the
gleam
"Whistling a
And
Edmund
her.
crost,
The
gate,
Stuck
To Katie somewhere
"
Eun, Katie
"
!
she
moved
"'
THE BEOOK.
106
'
What was
Had
Katie
not
"Who dabbling
And
it ?
less of
illiterate
down,
for a boon.
neither one
'
quarrell'd.
Why?
What
cause of quarrel
None, she
said,
no cause
Which
anger' d her.
But Katie
And
anger' d
James
garden gravel,
let
pentagram
my query
pass
till
said.
from mine,
Some
On
Who
I ask'd
THE BROOK.
"
107
father
And
came across
and broke him short
tale,
How
could
wrong?
help her
"
"Would I
was
"
Of sweet
"
seventeen subdued
For one
And
and
half-hour,
let
me
him
talk to
us, like a
wader
in the surf,
in meadow-sweet.
full willingly
He
"
me
Made toward
'
led
me
out
he rose
as he went.
it
THE BROOK.
108
He
He
He
Her
at their
own
deserts
And naming
were
Then
whom
they
crost the
To show
for
common
tail.
He
'
colt,
and
said
And
Squire.'
Of how
And how
it
And how he
To
THE BROOK.
And how
the
But he stood
He
bailiff
firm
and
He met
Who
and
He knew
man
five
hung
the
(It
might be
last of
May
something more,
its
price
at last
or April, he forgot,
April or the
found the
offer' d
first
bailiff riding
of
May)
by the farm,
And
He
He
so the matter
But he stood
The
109
there he mellow' d
all his
heart with
in,
ale,
Poor
fellow, could
And
ran thro'
all
he help
it ?
recommenced,
Jilt,
THE BEOOK.
110
And
with
me
Philip, talking
still
and so
following our
As when they
own shadows
follow' d us
thrice as long
I slide
by
hazel covers
plots,
for
happy
lovers.
slip,
make
Among my skimming
swallows
Against
things well.
I steal
all
my
sandy shallows.
I linger
by
I loiter
my
stars
;
shingly bars
round
my
cresses
THE BROOK.
And
Ill
river,
But
I go
Yes,
All gone.
My
dearest brother,
Edmund,
Of Brunelleschi
Poor
rustic spire,
and
W.
on
it
his
:
sleeps,
dome
sleeps in peace
By
go,
on for ever.
tomb
he,
words
:
Katie walks
Far
And
off,
stars,
rolling in his
mind
o'er the
brook
THE BBOOK.
112
On
Of tender
The
air
fragil bindweed-bells
And
he look'd up.
Waiting to
On
made tremble
pass.
shell
farm
6
'
Yes
'
'
answer' d she.
Pray stay a
little
pardon
me;
What
do they
'
call
you
<
Katie.'
'
That were
strange.
What surname?'
my
'
Indeed
'
!
<
Willows.'
'No!*
Who
That
is
name.'
self-perplext,
<
also,
feels a
till
he
THE BEOOK.
Then looking
Too
fresh
at her
and
'
;
fair in
To be the ghost
113
Too happy,
fresh
fair,
of one
and
'
ago.'
said Katie,
'
we came
back.
My mother, as
it
seems you
My brother
James
is
days,
in the harvest-field
'
!
THE LETTERS.
1.
stagnant
air,
And saw
Cold
altar,
my
shall
meet
marriage vow.'
i
THE LETTEES.
116
2.
humm'd
I turn'd and
a bitter song
And
my
3.
With
Then
gave
my
letters
back to me.
My gifts,
As
ivory chest,
And
And
little
when
gifts of
Of his dead
son, I looked
on
these.
THE LETTEBS.
117
4.
She told
me
all
She talk'd as
But
1
in
my
No more
if
of love
your sex
is
known
man
alone,
believed.
5.
(And women's
And
you,
whom
Thro' you,
slander
is
the worst),
my life
will
be
accurst.'
other's arms.
THE LETTEKS.
118
6.
We parted:
And
Low
As homeward by
The very graves
appear' d to smile,
Dark porch
'
I said
'
and
silent aisle
bells.'
ODE
ON THE DEATH OF
1.
Duke
To the
noise of the
Mourning when
their leaders
fall,
And
hall.
122
2.
Where
shall
we
lay the
man whom we
deplore ?
And
Echo round
for,
for,
3.
As
fits
an universal woe,
And
let
And
let the
The
go,
it
grow,
last great
Englishman
is
low.
4.
Mourn,
for to us
Remembering
he seems the
all his
last,
No more
With
lifted
street.
mute
Mourn
123
for the
man
of long-enduring blood,
Whole
in himself, a
Mourn
for the
man
common
resolute,
good.
of amplest influence,
Yet
Our
are,
In
fall'n at
Which
all
men knew,
omens
all
men
drew,
stood four-square to
blew!
all
124
Such was he
whom we
The long
deplore.
more.
5.
All
is
Let the
bell
be
toll'd.
And
Under the
cross of gold
city
and
river,
Among
Let the
bell
And
be
toll'd
The towering
Bright let
it
car,
no
Dark
125
Letthebell betoll'd:
And
And
And
He knew
voices wrought,
With
The
tyrant,
and
Which he
civic
To such
name
126
To such a name,
Preserve a broad approach of fame,
And
6.
Who
is
he that cometh,
like
an honour' d guest,
with priest,
With
Mighty seaman,
Was
great
this is
by land
as
my
rest ?
he
thou by
sea.
The
Now,
To thee the
For
this is
Was
His
he
foes
give
were thine
him welcome,
by
sea
he kept us free
this is he,
And worthy
For
He
to be laid
127
rites,
by thee
Nor
This
is
he that
far
gun
away
And
and won
Eound
The
affrighted Lisbon
drew
Of his
labour' d rampart-lines,
Whence he
And
Back
Back
Till o'er
the
hills
ODE
128
(XNT
THE DEATH OF
And England
pouring on her
Again
foes.
close.
And
Till
On
A day of onsets
of despair
down
Heaven
flash' d
And down we
And
129
true,
isle,
Touch a
spirit
among
If love of country
Be
And
In
things divine,
at
all,
by thine
full acclaim,
A people's voice,
The proof and echo of all human fame,
civic revel
With
130
r.
A people's voice
Tho'
all
men
we
dreams forget
Thank
Him who
isled us here,
and roughly
set
And
it
keep
debt
ours,
Grod,
it
ours.
And
sown
Our
And
drill
wrong be crumbled
into dust,
Till
coasts.
is silent
For ever
For ever
silent
even
silent
"Who never
if
they broke
yet remember
"Who
all
Man who
spoke
palter' d
let
in your council-hall
Nor
wall
In thunder,
He
with Eternal
God
for
power
"Whose
just.
in slothful overtrust.
He
131
life
hewn from
foe
life
rife
k2
132
Duke
Whatever
He
8.
Now
He, on
whom
And
affluent
Tea,
let all
Him who
But
as
all
her
Fortune emptied
her horn.
He
all
Not once
stars,
that walks
For the
right,
Love of
self,
it,
to glory
only thirsting
He
133
Not once
The path
of duty
to glory
On
with
toil
prevail' d,
Are
close
scaled
Duty
won
his great
his
work
races of
is
done
sun.
mankind endure,
example stand
And
firm, the
and thro'
all
statesman pure
human
story
to glory
134
At
civic revel
And when
9.
By some
it is
shall
not see
a day of pain
little
it is
peace,
Por
one,
children clung
a day of pain
fate of
Europe hung.
More than
is
of man's degree
Must be with
At
this,
see not
revere,
From
And
watching here
"Whom we
"We
us,
135
we
revere.
and we refrain
brawling memories
and
all
vain,
too free
As
befits a
solemn fane
Until
we doubt not
And
Tor
And
at Waterloo,
hill
Make and
break, and
work
their will
roll
136
Round
And
us, each
other forms of
than ours,
life
On
men we
ears
tears
He
is
G-one
Of the
made
his
own
And
far
advanced in State,
that
Lay your
And
man
of his renown,
THE DAISY.
WRITTEN AT EDINBURGH.
Of olive,
aloe,
What Eoman
In
ruin,
vine.
How like
Of little Monaco,
basking, glow'd.
THE DAISY.
138
How
The
richly
dell
fell
waters,
What
By
swell.
hue
How young
Columbus seem'd to
Tet present
on mountain
And
steering,
Now
Till,
rove,
cornice,
And
THE DAISY.
Nor knew we
Not
139
But
distant colour,
happy hamlet,
Or
olives
green
Where
Of silent
And,
Of ice,
torrents, gravel-spread
crossing, oft
far off
we saw
the glisten
on a mountain head.
THE DAISY.
140
At Florence
In those long
What
galleries,
were ours
Or walks
In bright
vignettes,
Of tower
or duomo, sunny-sweet,
Or
palace,
how the
city glitter' d,
But when we
crost the
Remember what
Of rain
At
Lombard
a plague of rain
at Eeggio, at
Parma
plain
;
And
Of sunlight)
look'd the
Porch-pillars
And
Lombard
on the lion
sombre, old,
piles
resting,
colonnaded
aisles.
THE DAISY.
Milan,
141
blazon' d
fires,
among the
lay.
silent statues,
And
statued pinnacles,
How
faintly-flush' d,
Was Monte
me
mute
how
as they.
phantom-fair,
dells in a
golden
all
at last
Had blown
And
air.
was flooded
THE DAISY.
142
And
in
The
my
Of Lari Maxume,
all
measure
the way,
As on The Lariano
To
crept
Of Queen
Theodolind, where
Or hardly
slept,
we
slept
One
tall
"What more
And up
But
o'er a terrace
lake.
we took our
last adieu,
ere
we
it
you.
summit
THE DAISY.
143
It told of
And now
it tells
love,
To
we two
lands of
So dear a
Whose
of Italy.
shall
life
crying
sea
When ill
go no longer
cold,
the
little
And
tenderly laid
it
by
The
And
summer
THE DAISY.
144
Perchance, to
lull
My fancy fled to
still
beside me,
TO THE REV.
F. D.
come and
Tour presence
Making the
little
MAURICE.
cares employ,
see your
will be
boy
sun in winter,
Who
Thunder Anathema,'
friend, at
you
TO THE BEY.
146
Should
At
all
E. D.
MAURICE.
it
Where,
far
give
Isle of
you welcome
Wight
But honest
And
To break the
And
TO THE RET.
Where,
Some
if
F. D.
MATJEIOE.
147
And on
Glimmer away
We might discnss
Which made a
and shadow
selfish
war begin
shall
win
Dear
to the
How best to
man
to dearer matters,
is
dear to Grod
How
that
gain in
as life advances,
TO THE BEV.
148
F. D.
MATJKICE.
of
March has
blossom' d,
Or
later,
pay one
visit here,
one, but
as dear
come
a happy year.
for
many,
WILL:
1.
O well
for
him whose
will is strong
He
suffers,
He
suffers,
Nor
all
Who
2.
But
ill
for
time,
"Will,
150
And
Or
WILL.
He
still
halt,
And
o'er a
weary sultry
Sown
The
land,
vault,
hill,
l.
Half
Eode the
"
six
hundred.
Their' s not to
make
Their' s but to do
reply,
and
die,
Eode the
six
hundred.
152
2.
Cannon
to right of them,
Cannon
to left of them,
Cannon
in front of
them
shell,
Hode the
six
hundred.
Plash' d
all
Plash' d
all
at once in air,
Making an army
reel
Not the
six
not,
hundred.
4.
Cannon
to right of them,
Cannon
to left of them,
Eode
thro' the
shell,
so well
jaws of Death,
Up
left
of them,
153
154
5.
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be
told,
onward.
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