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" Lady Clara Vere de Vere, Some meeker pupil you must find, For were you queen of all that is, I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold to you than... "
Songs, etc - Page 34
by Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872 - 157 pages
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Advanced Readings and Recitations

Austin Barclay Fletcher - 1881 - 454 pages
...I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold...strange memories in my head. Not thrice your branching lines have blown Since I beheld young Laurence dead. Oh, your sweet eyes, your low replies: A great...
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Ferguson's readings & recitations

Ferguson - 1881 - 386 pages
...could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply ; The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold to you than I. Lady Clara Vere de Vere, You ptit strange memories in my head ; Not thrice your branching limes have blown Since I beheld young...
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The Fireside Encyclopaedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 pages
...I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. From Chillon's snow-white battlement, Which round about the wave enthralls Veré de Veré, You put strange memories in my head. Not thrice your branching limes have blown Since...
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The works of Alfred Tennyson. With 25 illustr

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1881 - 742 pages
...mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old s;one gates Is not more cold to you than I. Lady Clara Vere de Vere, \ ou put strange memories in my head. Not thrice your branching limes have blown Since I beheld young...
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The Sixth Reader of the Popular Series

Marcius Willson - 1882 - 558 pages
...sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply : The lion on your old stone gates 4. Lady Clara Vere de Vere, You put strange memories...across his throat Which you had hardly cared to see. 5. Lady Clara Vere de Vere, When thus he met his mother's view, — She had the passions of her kind,...
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Complete Poetical Works

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1882 - 656 pages
...l could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how 1 could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold...limes have blown Since I beheld young Laurence dead. O, your sweet eyes, your low replies : A great enchantress you may be ; But then- was that across his...
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Moxon's Standard readings and recitations, ed. by T. Hood

Edward Moxon (and co.) - 1882 - 580 pages
...I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold...my head. Not thrice your branching limes have blown Oh, your sweet eyes, your low replies : A great enchantress you may be : But there was that across...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1882 - 984 pages
...I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold...Vere de Vere, You put strange memories in my head ; Nor thrice your branching limes have blown Since I beheld young Laurence dead. Oh, your sweet eyes,...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1882 - 986 pages
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1883 - 740 pages
...I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold...Vere de Vere, You put strange memories in my head. [blown Not thrice your branching limes have Since I beheld young Laurence dead. Oh your sweet eyes,...
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