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* The building rook 'ill caw from the windy tall elm tree , And the tufted plover pipe along the fallow lea , And the swallow 'ill come back again with summer o ' er the wave , But I shall lie alone , mother , within the mouldering grave . 4 Upon the chancel-casement , and upon that grave o' mine , In the early , early morning , the summer sun 'ill shine , Before the red cock crows , from the farm upon the hill , When you are warm asleep , mother , and ail the world is still .
4 When the flowers come again , mother , beneath the waning light , Ye ' ll never see me more in the long gray fields at night ; When from the dry dark wold the summer airs blow cool , On the oatgrass , and the swordgrass , and the bulrush in the pool . * Ye'll bury me , my mother , just beneath the hawthorn shade , And yell come sometimes and see me where I am lowly laid . I shall not forget ye , mother , I shall hear ye when ye pass , With your feet above my head in the long- and pleasant grass .
If F can , I'll come again , mother , from out my resting place ; Though ye ' ll not see me , mother , I shall look upon your face ; Though I cannot speak a word , I shall hearken what ye say , And be often—often with ye , when ye think I ' m far away .
4 Good night , good night , when I have said good night for evermore , And ye see me carried out from the threshold of the door ; I > on't let Effie come to see me till my grave be growing green : She'll be a better child to you than ever I have been . 4 She'll find my garden tools upon the granary floor : Let her take ' em ; they are hers ; I shall never garden more : But tell her , when I ' m gone , to train the rose-bush that I set , About the parlour window , and the box of mignonette .
Good night , sweet mother : call me when it begins to dawn . All night I lie awake , but I fall asleep at morn ; But I would see the sun rise upon the glad new year , So , if you're waking , call me , call me early , mother dear . ' pp . 90 — 100
Portraits , mental and material , abound in both these volumes ; and they are sketched mth rare felicity—at least , those in the first volume , which we prefer . He has furnished a female gallery as graphic in external delineation as ever was Vandyke , Reynolds , or Lawrence , and more fraught with expression . They may be described , in the title of one of his poems , as ' a dream of fair women . ' We select the following verses , from one of these descriptions , chiefly for the sake of its pictorial illustrations : — 4 As thunder clouds that , hung on high , Did roof noon-day with doubt and fear , Floating through an evening atmosphere , Grow golden all about the sky ;
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38 Tennyson ' s Poems ,
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1833, page 38, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2606/page/38/
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