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" A hand that can be clasp'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly through the drizzling rain On the bald street... "
The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson. [Vol.8,9 are of the 1878 ed. With ... - ˹éÒ 8
â´Â Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1879
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Littell's Living Age, àÅèÁ·Õè 26

1850 - 640 ˹éÒ
...striking simplicity is the cold estrangement of a sudden losa expressed in these brief stanzas : Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long,...unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat Sa quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep,...
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In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 ˹éÒ
...what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. v VII. DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the long...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning...
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In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 ˹éÒ
...And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. DAEK house, by which once more I stand Here in the long...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp 'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning...
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In Memoriam, ©ºÑº·Õè 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 ˹éÒ
...And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the long...beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can he clasp 'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest...
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The North British review

1851 - 622 ˹éÒ
...poslqiiam ab oculis recessit." " Arthur Henry Hallam was born in Bedford Place,* Londpn, on ' Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street ; Doors, where my heart was wont to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand." In AtemuruHK. the 1st of February, 1811. Very few years...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, àÅèÁ·Õè 22

1851 - 604 ˹éÒ
...recessit." "Arthur Henry Hallam was born in Bedford Place,* London, on the 1st of February, 1811. * " Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street ; Doors, where my heart was wont to be»t So quickly, waiting for a hand." /n Manor ¡am. 1851.] ARTHUR HEXRY HALLAM. Very few...
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Poems, àÅèÁ·Õè 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - 520 ˹éÒ
...what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. VII. DARK house, by which once more I stand, Here in the long...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning...
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In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - 211 ˹éÒ
...her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no seeond friend. DARK house, by which once more I stand Hero in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to bcat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that am be clasp'd no more— Bohold me, for I cannot sleep,...
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Poetical Works, àÅèÁ·Õè 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 ˹éÒ
...And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. DARE house, by which once more I stand, Here in the long...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc ..., àÅèÁ·Õè 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 ˹éÒ
...And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. DARK house, by which once more I stand, Here in the long...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing 1 creep At earliest morning...
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