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Alfred Tennyson

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The silvery dimness of a happy dream     Ive known of late. Methought where Byron moans,     Like some wild gulf in melancholy zones,     I passed tear-blinded. Once a lurid gleam     Of stormy sunset loitered on the sea,     While, travelling troubled like a straitened stream,     The voice of Shelley died away from me.     Still sore at heart, I reached a lake-lit lea.     And then the green-mossed glades with many a grove,     Where lies the calm which Wordsworth used to love,     And, lastly, Locksley Hall, from whence did rise     A haunting song that blew and breathed and blew     With rare delights. Twas there I woke and knew     The sumptuous comfort left in drowsy eyes.

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