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" They to whom my foolish passion were a target for their scorn : Shall it not be scorn to me to harp on such a mouldered string ? I am shamed through all my nature to have loved so slight a thing. "
The Princess, Maud, Locksley Hall, and The Talking Oak - Page 13
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1882 - 339 pages
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The North American Review, Volume 165

1897 - 808 pages
...FREDERICK HOLDER. "THE LESSER MAN." BY GG BUCKLER. "Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions matched with mine Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine." OF all the opposition which new womanhood has had to encounter, perhaps the most formidable, because...
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Christian Examiner and Theological Review, Volume 33

1843 - 418 pages
...not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string? I am shamed thro' all my nature to have loved so slight a thing. Weakness to be wroth with weakness ! woman's pleasure, woman's painNature made them blinder motions bounded in a shallower brain : Woman is the lesser man, and all...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pages
...be scorn to me to harp on snch a moulder'd string' I am shamrd through all my nature to have loved so slight a thing. Weakness to be wroth with weakness...match'd with mine, Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and u water unto wine — Here at least, where nature sickens, nothing. Ah, for some retreat Deep in yonder...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string ? I am shamed thro' all my nature to have loved so slight a thing. Weakness to be wroth with weakness...brain : Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions, match 'd with mine, Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine — Here at least, where...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pages
...be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string? I am shamed through all my nature to have loved so slight a thing. Weakness to be wroth with weakness...with mine, Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as waur unto wine — Here at least, where nature sickens, nothing. Ah, for some retreat Deep in yonder...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 pages
...to me to harp on such a moulder'd string ? I am shamed thro' all my nature to have loved so slight I a thing. Weakness to be wroth with weakness ! woman's...brain : Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions, match 'd with mine, Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine — Here at least, where...
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Poems, Volume 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 pages
...not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string ? I am shamed thro' all my nature to have loved so slight a thing. Weakness to be wroth with weakness ! woman's pleasure, woman's pain — Nature made thorn blinder motions bounded in a shallower brain : Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions,...
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The Metropolitan Magazine, Volume 54

1849 - 508 pages
...slender mortals, blended in a shallower train ; Woman is the lesser man, and all her passions, matched with mine, Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine." Lucifer, in Festus, tells us — " Take up her hand — press it, and pore on it : Let it drop —...
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Cigars and tobacco, wine, and women, as they are, by a modern Epicurean

Cigars - 1849 - 134 pages
...slender mortals, blended in a shallower train ; Woman is the lesser man, and all her passions, matched with mine, Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine." Lucifer, in Festus, tells us : — " Take up her hand — press it, and pore on it : Let it drop —...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 pages
...not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string ? I am shamed thro' all my nature to have loved so slight a thing. Weakness to be wroth with weakness...Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions, match'd Here at least, where nature sickens, nothing. Ah, for some retreat Deep in yonder shining Orient, where...
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