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Lucilla wedded to Lucretius found	A
Her master cold for when the morning flush	B
Of passion and the first embrace had died	C
Between them tho' he loved her none the less	D
Yet often when the woman heard his foot	E
Return from pacings in the field and ran	F
To greet him with a kiss the master took	G
Small notice or austerely for his mind	H
Half buried in some weightier argument	I
Or fancy borne perhaps upon the rise	J
And long roll of the hexameter he past	K
To turn and ponder those three hundred scrolls	L
Left by the Teacher whom he held divine	M
She brook'd it not but wrathful petulant	I
Dreaming some rival sought and found a witch	N
Who brew'd the philtre which had power they said	O
To lead an errant passion home again	P
And this at times she mingled with his drink	Q
And this destroy'd him for the wicked broth	R
Confused the chemic labor of the blood	S
And tickling the brute brain within the man's	T
Made havoc among those tender cells and check'd	U
His power to shape He loathed himself and once	V
After a tempest woke upon a morn	W
That mock'd him with returning calm and cried	C
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Storm in the night for thrice I heard the rain	X
Rushing and once the flash of a thunderbolt	Y
Methought I never saw so fierce a fork	Z
Struck out the streaming mountain side and show'd	A2
A riotous confluence of watercourses	V
Blanching and billowing in a hollow of it	B2
Where all but yester eve was dusty dry	C2
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Storm and what dreams ye holy Gods what dreams	V
For thrice I waken'd after dreams Perchance	V
We do but recollect the dreams that come	D2
Just ere the waking Terrible for it seem'd	E2
A void was made in Nature all her bonds	V
Crack'd and I saw the flaring atom streams	V
And torrents of her myriad universe	V
Ruining along the illimitable inane	X
Fly on to clash together again and make	F2
Another and another frame of things	V
For ever That was mine my dream I knew it	B2
Of and belonging to me as the dog	G2
With inward yelp and restless forefoot plies	V
His function of the woodland but the next	H2
I thought that all the blood by Sylla shed	O
Came driving rainlike down again on earth	I2
And where it dash'd the reddening meadow sprang	J2
No dragon warriors from Cadmean teeth	K2
For these I thought my dream would show to me	L2
But girls Hetairai curious in their art	M2
Hired animalisms vile as those that made	N2
The mulberry faced Dictator's orgies worse	V
Than aught they fable of the quiet Gods	V
And hands they mixt and yell'd and round me drove	O2
In narrowing circles till I yell'd again	P
Half suffocated and sprang up and saw	V
Was it the first beam of my latest day	P2
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Then then from utter gloom stood out the	Q2
The breasts of Helen and hoveringly a sword	R2
Now over and now under now direct	U
Pointed itself to pierce but sank down shamed	S2
At all that beauty and as I stared a fire	T2
The fire that left a roofless Ilion	P
Shot out of them and scorch'd me that I woke	U2
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Is this thy vengeance holy Venus thine	P
Because I would not one of thine own doves	V
Not even a rose were offered to thee thine	P
Forgetful how my rich proemion makes	V
Thy glory fly along the Italian field	V2
In lays that will outlast thy deity	L2
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Deity nay thy worshippers My tongue	W2
Trips or I speak profanely Which of these	V
Angers thee most or angers thee at all	X2
Not if thou be'st of those who far aloof	Y2
From envy hate and pity and spite and scorn	P
Live the great life which all our greatest fain	P
Would follow centred in eternal calm	Z2
	-
Nay if thou canst	L2
Goddess like ourselves	V
Touch and be touch'd then would I cry to thee	L2
To kiss thy Mavors roll thy tender arms	V
Round him and keep him from the lust of blood	L2
That makes a steaming slaughter house of Rome	A3
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Ay but I meant not thee I meant riot her	T2
Whom all the pines of Ida shook to see	L2
Slide from that quiet heaven of hers and tempt	L2
The Trojan while his neatherds were abroad	L2
Nor her that o'er her wounded hunter wept	L2
Her deity false in human amorous tears	V
Nor whom her beardless apple arbiter	T2
Decided fairest Rather O ye Gods	V
Poet like as the great Sicilian called	L2
Calliope to grace his golden verse	V
Ay and this Kypris also did I take	F2
That popular name of thine to shadow forth	B3
The all generating powers and genial heat	L2
Of Nature when she strikes thro' the thick blood	L2
Of cattle and light is large and lambs are glad	L2
Nosing the mother's udder and the bird	L2
Makes his heart voice amid the blaze of flowers	V
Which things appear the work of mighty Gods	V
	-
The Gods and if I go my work is left	L2
Unfinish'd if I go The Gods who haunt	L2
The lucid interspace of world and world	L2
Where never creeps a cloud or moves a wind	L2
Nor ever falls the least white star of mow	C3
Nor ever lowest roll of thunder moans	V
Nor sound of human sorrow mounts to mar	D3
Their sacred everlasting calm and such	E3
Not all so fine nor so divine a calm	Z2
Not such nor all unlike it man may gain	P
Letting his own life go The Gods the Godsl	X2
If all be atoms how then should the Gods	V
Being atomic not be dissoluble	X2
Not follow the great law My master held	L2
That Gods there are for all men so believe	F3
I prest my footsteps into his and meant	L2
Surely to lead my Memmius in a train	P
Of fiowery clauses onward to the proof	Y2
That Gods there are and deathless Meant I meant	L2
I have forgotten what I meant my mind	L2
Stumbles and all my faculties are lamed	L2
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Look where another of our Gods the Sun	P
Apollo Delius or of older use	V
All seeing Hyperion what you will	X2
Has mounted yonder since he never sware	D3
Except his wrath were wreak'd on wretched man	P
That he would only shine among the dead	L2
Hereafter tales for never yet on earth	I2
Could dead flesh creep or bits of roasting ox	V
Moan round the spit nor knows he what he sees	V
King of the East altho' he seem and girt	L2
With song and flame and fragrance slowly lifts	V
His golden feet on those empurpled stairs	V
That climb into the windy halls of heaven	P
And here he glances on an eye new born	P
And gets for greeting but a wail of pain	P
And here he stays upon a freezing orb	G3
That fain would gaze upon him to the last	L2
And here upon a yellow eyelid fallen	P
And closed by those who mourn a friend in vain	P
Not thankful that his troubles are no more	D3
And me altho' his fire is on my face	V
Blinding he sees not nor at all can tell	X2
Whether I mean this day to end myself	H3
Or lend an ear to Plato where he says	V
That men like soldiers may not quit the post	L2
Allotted by the Gods But he that holds	V
The Gods are careless wherefore need he care	D3
Greatly for them nor rather plunge at	L2

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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