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    Alfred Lord Tennyson 1809 1892

    Ulysses (1842)

    It little prots that an idle king

    !y this still hearth a"ong these #arren

    $rags%at$h&d 'ith an aged 'ife I "ete and

    dole

    ne*al la's *nto a sa+age ra$e

    That hoard and sleep and feed and

    kno' not "e,

    I $annot rest fro" tra+el- I 'ill drink

    Life to the lees- All ti"es I ha+e en.oy&d

    /reatly ha+e s*er&d greatly #oth 'ith

    thoseThat lo+ed "e and alone on shore and

    'hen

    Thro& s$*dding drifts the rainy yades

    e3t the di" sea- I a" #e$o"e a na"e

    5or al'ays roa"ing 'ith a h*ngry heart

    %*$h ha+e I seen and kno'n $ities of

    "en

    And "anners $li"ates $o*n$ils

    go+ern"ents

    %yself not least #*t hono*r&d of the"all

    And dr*nk delight of #attle 'ith "y

    peers

    5ar on the ringing plains of 'indy Troy,

    I a" a part of all that I ha+e "et

    6et all e3perien$e is an ar$h 'herethro&

    /lea"s that *ntra+ell&d 'orld 'hose

    "argin fades

    5or e+er and fore+er 'hen I "o+e,

    o' d*ll it is to pa*se to "ake an endTo r*st *n#*rnish&d not to shine in *se7

    As tho& to #reathe 'ere life7 Life piled on

    life

    ere all too little and of one to "e

    Little re"ains- #*t e+ery ho*r is sa+ed

    5ro" that eternal silen$e so"ething

    "ore

    A #ringer of ne' things and +ile it 'ere

    5or so"e three s*ns to store and hoard

    "yself

    And this gray spirit yearning in desire

    To follo' kno'ledge like a sinking star

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    !eyond the *t"ost #o*nd of h*"an

    tho*ght,

    This is "y son "ine o'n Tele"a$h*s

    To 'ho" I lea+e the s$eptre and the isle

    b

    ellclo+ed of "e dis$erning to f*llThis la#o*r #y slo' pr*den$e to "ake

    "ild

    A r*gged people and thro& soft degrees

    *#d*e the" to the *sef*l and the good,

    %ost #la"eless is he $entred in the

    sphere

    f $o""on d*ties de$ent not to fail

    In o$es of tenderness and pay

    %eet adoration to "y ho*sehold godshen I a" gone, e 'orks his 'ork I

    "ine,

    There lies the port the +essel p*s her

    sail-

    There gloo" the dark #road seas, %y

    "ariners

    o*ls that ha+e toil&d and 'ro*ght and

    tho*ght 'ith "eb

    That e+er 'ith a froli$ 'el$o"e tookThe th*nder and the s*nshine and

    opposed

    5ree hearts free foreheadsbyo* and I

    are old

    ld age hath yet his hono*r and his toil

    eath $loses all- #*t so"ething ere the

    end

    o"e 'ork of no#le note "ay yet #e

    done

    ot *n#e$o"ing "en that stro+e 'ith/ods,

    The lights #egin to t'inkle fro" the

    ro$ks-

    The long day 'anes- the slo' "oon

    $li"#s- the deep

    %oans ro*nd 'ith "any +oi$es, o"e

    "y friends

    &Tis not too late to seek a ne'er 'orld,

    j*sh o and sitting 'ell in order s"ite

    The so*nding f*rro's for "y p*rposeholds

    To sail #eyond the s*nset and the #aths

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    f all the 'estern stars *ntil I die,

    It "ay #e that the g*lfs 'ill 'ash *s

    do'n-

    It "ay #e 'e shall to*$h the appy Isles

    And see the great A$hilles 'ho" 'e

    kne',Tho& "*$h is taken "*$h a#ides and

    tho&

    e are not no' that strength 'hi$h in

    old days

    %o+ed earth and hea+en that 'hi$h 'e

    are 'e are

    ne e*al te"per of heroi$ hearts

    %ade 'eak #y ti"e and fate #*t strong

    in 'ill

    To stri+e to seek to nd and not toyield,

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    Break, break, break

    !reak #reak #reak

    n thy $old gray stones ea7

    And I 'o*ld that "y tong*e $o*ld

    *tter

    The tho*ghts that arise in "e,

    'ell for the sher"anqs #oy

    That he sho*ts 'ith his sister at

    play7

    'ell for the sailor lad

    That he sings in his #oat on the

    #ay7

    And the stately ships go on

    To their ha+en *nder the hill

    !*t for the to*$h of a +anished

    hand

    And the so*nd of a +oi$e that is

    still7

    !reak #reak #reak

    At the foot of thy $rags ea7

    !*t the tender gra$e of a day that is

    dead

    ill ne+er $o"e #a$k to "e,

    Crossing the Bar

    *nset and e+ening star

    And one $lear $all for "e7

    And "ay there #e no "oaning of

    the #ar

    hen I p*t o*t to sea

    !*t s*$h a tide as "o+ing see"s

    asleep

    Too f*ll for so*nd and foa"

    hen that 'hi$h dre' fro" o*t the

    #o*ndless deep

    T*rns again ho"e,

    T'ilight and e+ening #ell

    And after that the dark7

    And "ay there #e no sadness of

    fare'ell

    hen I e"#ark

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    5or thoq fro" o*t o*r #o*rne of Ti"e

    and jla$e

    The ood "ay #ear "e far

    I hope to see "y jilot fa$e to fa$e

    hen I ha+e $rost the #ar,

    Tears, Idle Tears

    Tears idle tears I kno' not 'hat

    they "ean

    Tears fro" the depth of so"e di+ine

    despair

    ise in the heart and gather to the

    eyes

    In looking on the happy A*t*"nc

    elds

    And thinking of the days that are no

    "ore,

    5resh as the rst #ea" glittering on

    a sail

    That #rings o*r friends *p fro" the

    *nder'orld

    ad as the last 'hi$h reddens o+er

    one

    That sinks 'ith all 'e lo+e #elo'

    the +erge

    o sad so fresh the days that are

    no "ore,

    Ah sad and strange as in dark

    s*""er da'ns

    The earliest pipe of halfca'akened

    #irds

    To dying ears 'hen *nto dying eyes

    The $ase"ent slo'ly gro's a

    gli""ering s*areo sad so strange the days that

    are no "ore,

    ear as re"e"#ered kisses after

    death

    And s'eet as those #y hopeless

    fan$y feigned

    n lips that are for others deep as

    lo+e

    eep as rst lo+e and 'ild 'ith allregret

    eath in Life the days that are no

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    "ore,