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    A Day with the Poet Tennyson
    A Day with the Poet Tennyson
    A Day with the Poet Tennyson
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    A Day with the Poet Tennyson

    By William Hatherell, W. Heath (William Heath) Robinson, William G. Simmonds and Edmund Dulac

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    Release dateNov 25, 2013
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      A Day with the Poet Tennyson - William Hatherell

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      Title: A Day with the Poet Tennyson

      Author: Anonymous

      Illustrator: W. Hatherell

                   Edmund Dulac

                   William G. Simmonds

                   William Heath Robinson

      Release Date: August 8, 2012 [EBook #40442]

      Language: English

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      TENNYSON

      DAYS WITH THE POETS

      A Day with Tennyson

      "I murmur under moon and stars

      In brambly wildernesses;

      I linger by my shingly bars;

      I loiter round my cresses;

      "And out again I curve and flow

      To join the brimming river,

      For men may come and men may go.

      But I go on for ever."

      Painting by E. W. Haslehust.THE BROOK.

      A DAY WITH THE POET TENNYSON

      ·LONDON·

      HODDER & STOUGHTON

      In the same Series.

      Longfellow.

      Keats.

      Browning

      Wordsworth.

      Burns.

      Scott.

      Byron.

      Shelley.

      A DAY WITH TENNYSON.

      ENNYSON was no recluse. He shunned society in the ordinary London sense, but he welcomed kindred spirits to his beautiful home, with large-hearted cordiality. To be acquainted with Farringford was in itself a liberal education. Farringford was an ideal home for a great poet. To begin with, it was somewhat secluded and remote from the world's ways, especially in the early 'fifties, when the Isle of Wight was much more of a terra incognita than traffic now permits. One had to travel down some hundred miles from town, cross from the quaint little New Forest port of Lymington to the still quainter little old-world Yarmouth—a mediæval Venice, the poet called it—and then drive some miles to Freshwater, before one attained the stately loveliness of Farringford embowered in trees.

      "Where, far from noise and smoke of town,

      I watch the twilight falling brown

      All around a careless-ordered garden,

      Close to the ridge of a noble down."

      *     *     *     *

      "Groves of pine on either hand,

      To break the blast of

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