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. The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson. if thou wert mine,As I have heard that, somewhere in the main,Fresh-water springs come up through bitter brine.Twere joy, not fear, claspt hand-in-hand with thee, To wait for death — mute — careless of all ills,Apart upon a mountain, tho the surgeOf some new deluge from a thousand hillsFlung leagues of roaring foam into the gorgeBelow us, as far on as eye could see. XITHE BRIDESMAID 0 bridesmaid, ere the happy knot was tied,Thine eyes so wept that they could hardly see ;Thy sister smiled and said, No tears for me !A happy bridesmaid make

. The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson. if thou wert mine,As I have heard that, somewhere in the main,Fresh-water springs come up through bitter brine.Twere joy, not fear, claspt hand-in-hand with thee, To wait for death — mute — careless of all ills,Apart upon a mountain, tho the surgeOf some new deluge from a thousand hillsFlung leagues of roaring foam into the gorgeBelow us, as far on as eye could see. XITHE BRIDESMAID 0 bridesmaid, ere the happy knot was tied,Thine eyes so wept that they could hardly see ;Thy sister smiled and said, No tears for me !A happy bridesmaid make Stock Photo
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. The poetic and dramatic works of Alfred lord Tennyson. if thou wert mine,As I have heard that, somewhere in the main,Fresh-water springs come up through bitter brine.Twere joy, not fear, claspt hand-in-hand with thee, To wait for death — mute — careless of all ills,Apart upon a mountain, tho the surgeOf some new deluge from a thousand hillsFlung leagues of roaring foam into the gorgeBelow us, as far on as eye could see. XITHE BRIDESMAID 0 bridesmaid, ere the happy knot was tied,Thine eyes so wept that they could hardly see ;Thy sister smiled and said, No tears for me !A happy bridesmaid makes a happy bride.And then, the couple standing side by side,Love lighted down between them full of glee,And over his left shoulder laughd at thee,10 happy bridesmaid, make a happy bride.And all at once a pleasant truth I learnd,For while the tender service made thee weep, 1 loved thee for the tear thou couldst not hide,And prest thy hand, and knew the press returnd,And thought, My life is sick of single sleep:O happy bridesmaid, make a happy bride!. u The curse is come upon me, criedThe Lady of Shalott ; THE LADY OF SHALOTT AND OTHER POEMS THE LADY OF SHALOTT PATtT I Ox either side the river lieLong fields of barley and of rye,That clothe the wold and meet the sky;And thro the field the road runs by To many-towerd Camelot;And up and down the people go,Gazing where the lilies blowRound an island there below. The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, 10 Little breezes dusk and shiverThro the wave that runs for everBy the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot.Four gray walls, and four gray towers.Overlook a space of flowers.And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott, By the margin, willow-veild. Slide the heavy barges traild 20 By slow horses; and unhaild 34 THE LADY OF SHALOTT AND OTHER POEMS The shallop flitteth silken-saild Skimming down to Camelot: But who hath seen her wave her hand? Or at the casement seen her stand? Or is she known in all the land

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