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English poet laureate
(1809 - 1892)
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But O! for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
  And the sound of a voice that is still!
      - Break, Break, Break [Death]

But the tender grace of a day that is dead
  Will never come back to me.
      - Break, Break, Break [Day]

And the stately ships go on
  To their haven under the hill.
      - Break, Break, Break (st. 3) [Ships]

The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man,
  And the man said, "Am I your debtor?"
    And the Lord--"Not yet: but make it as clean as you can,
      And then I will let you a better."
      - By the Evolutionist [Evolution]

Half a league, half a league,
  Half a league onward,
    All in the valley of Death
      Rode the six hundred.
        "Forward the Light Brigade!
          Charge for the guns!" he said,
            Into the valley of death
              Rode the six hundred.
      - Charge of the Light Brigade (st. 1) [War]

Forward, the Light Brigade!
  Was there a man dismayed?
    Not tho' the soldier knew
      Some one had blunder'd.
        Theirs not to make reply,
          Theirs not to reason why,
            Theirs but to do and die.
              Into the valley of death
                Rode the six hundred.
      - Charge of the Light Brigade (st. 2) [War]

Theirs not to make replay,
  Theirs not to reason why,
    Theirs but to do and die.
      - Charge of the Light Brigade (st. 2)

Cannon to right of them,
  Cannon to left of them,
    Cannon in front of them
      Volly'd and thunder'd;
        Stormed at with shot and shell,
          Boldly they rode and well,
            Into the jaws of Death,
              Into the mouth of Hell
                Rode the six hundred.
      - Charge of the Light Brigade (st. 3) [War]

So runs the round of life from hour to hour.
      - Circumstance [Circumstance]

For tho' from out for bourne of Time and Place
  The flood may bear me far,
    I hope to see my Pilot face to face
      When I have crossed the bar.
      - Crossing the Bar [Death]

Sunset and evening star,
  And one clear call for me!
    And may there be no moaning of the bar
      When I put out to sea.
      - Crossing the Bar [Death]

Twilight and evening bell,
  And after that the dark!
    And may there be no sadness of farewell
      When I embark.
      - Crossing the Bar [Death]

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.
      - Day Dream--The Departure (I)
        [Love : Proverbs]

She sleeps: her breathings are not heard
  In palace chambers far apart,
    The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd
      That lie upon her charmed heart.
        She sleeps: on either hand upswells
          The gold fringed pillow light prest:
            She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells
              A perfect form in perfect rest.
      - Day Dream--The Sleeping Beauty (st. 3)

And o'er the hills and far away,
  Beyond their utmost purple rim,
    Beyond the night, across the day,
      Thro' all the world she followed him.
      - Daydream--The Departure (IV) [Mountains]

But this main-miracle that thou art thou,
  With power on thine own act and on the world.
      - De Profundis (last lines) [Soul]

The white flower of a blameless life.
      - Dedication to Idylls of the King [Life]

The smell of violets, hidden in the green,
  Pour'd back into my empty soul and frame
    The times when I remembered to have been
      Joyful and free from blame.
      - Dream of Fair Women (st. 20) [Violets]

A daughter of the gods, divinely tall,
  And most divinely fair.
      - Dream of Fair Women (st. 22) [Beauty]

The mystery
  Of folded sleep.
      - Dream of Fair Women (st. 66) [Sleep]

Once more the Heavenly Power
  Makes all things new,
    And domes the red-ploughed hills
      With loving blue;
        The blackbirds have their wills,
          The throstles too.
      - Early Spring [Spring]

Man is man, and master of his fate.
      - Enid--Song of Fortune and Her Wheel [Man]

A little garden square and wall'd;
  And in it throve an ancient evergreen,
    A yew-tree, and all round it ran a walk
      Of shingle, and a walk divided it.
      - Enoch Arden (l. 731) [Gardens]

Thou third great Canning, stand among our best
  And noblest, now thy long day's work hath ceased,
    Here silent in our minster of the West
      Who wert the voice of England in the East.
      - Epitaph on Lord Stratford De Redcliffe

Ah! well away!
  Seasons flower and fade.
      - Every Day hath its Night [Seasons]

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