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The Works of Tennyson

The Eversley Edition: Annotated by Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Edited by Hallam, Lord Tennyson
Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)

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POEMS
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POEMS
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ENOCH ARDEN AND IN MEMORIAM
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THE PRINCESS AND MAUD
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IDYLLS OF THE KING
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BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS
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THE LOVER'S TALE.
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BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS
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TRANSLATIONS, ETC.
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TIRESIAS AND OTHER POEMS
  
[dedication]
  
TO E. FITZGERALD.
  
TIRESIAS.
  
THE WRECK.
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DESPAIR.
  
THE ANCIENT SAGE.
  
THE FLIGHT.
  
TOMORROW.
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THE SPINSTER'S SWEET-ARTS.
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XVIII.
  
LOCKSLEY HALL SIXTY YEARS AFTER.
  
PROLOGUE TO GENERAL HAMLEY.
  
THE CHARGE OF THE HEAVY BRIGADE AT BALACLAVA.
  
EPILOGUE.
  
TO VIRGIL.
  
THE DEAD PROPHET
  
EARLY SPRING.
  
PREFATORY POEM TO MY BROTHER'S SONNETS.
  
‘FRATER AVE ATQUE VALE.’
  
HELEN'S TOWER.
  
EPITAPH ON LORD STRATFORD DE REDCLIFFE.
  
EPITAPH ON GENERAL GORDON.
  
EPITAPH ON CAXTON.
  
TO THE DUKE OF ARGYLL.
  
HANDS ALL ROUND.
  
FREEDOM.
  
TO H.R.H. PRINCESS BEATRICE.
  
THE FLEET.
  
OPENING OF THE INDIAN AND COLONIAL EXHIBITION BY THE QUEEN.
  
POETS AND THEIR BIBLIOGRAPHIES.
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Additional lines and fragments of verse extracted from notes.
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DEMETER AND OTHER POEMS
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QUEEN MARY AND HAROLD
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BECKET AND OTHER PLAYS

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XII.

Why should I live? one son had forged on his father and fled,
And if I believed in a God, I would thank him, the other is dead,
And there was a baby-girl, that had never look'd on the light:
Happiest she of us all, for she past from the night to the night.
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