Lord Alfred Tennyson

And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are read more

When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in confederacy against him.

Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity:
The deep air listen'd round her as she rode,
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Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity:
The deep air listen'd round her as she rode,
And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear.

Steps with a tender foot, light as on air,
The lovely, lordly creature floated on.

Steps with a tender foot, light as on air,
The lovely, lordly creature floated on.

And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
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And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world that is the old.