Lord Alfred Tennyson

Weakness to be wroth with weakness! woman's pleasure, woman's
pain--
Nature made them blinder motions bounded in a read more

Weakness to be wroth with weakness! woman's pleasure, woman's
pain--
Nature made them blinder motions bounded in a shallower brain.

Rain, rain, and sun! a rainbow in the sky!

Rain, rain, and sun! a rainbow in the sky!

Gone--flitted away,
Taken the stars from the night and the sun
From the day!
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Gone--flitted away,
Taken the stars from the night and the sun
From the day!
Gone, and a cloud in my heart.

And oft I heard the tender dove
In firry woodlands making moan.

And oft I heard the tender dove
In firry woodlands making moan.

Summer isles of Eden, lying in dark purple spheres of sea.

Summer isles of Eden, lying in dark purple spheres of sea.