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Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton. (1809–1885) (continued)

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Oh glory, that we wrestle
So valiantly with Time!

The Eld.

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Heaven was not Heaven if Phaon was not there.

A Dream of Sappho.

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A poet’s Mistress is a hallowed thing.

Tempe.

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Mohammed’s truth lay in a holy Book,
Christ’s in a sacred Life.

Mohammedanism.

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They who have steeped their souls in prayer
Can every anguish calmly bear.

The Sayings of Rabia. iv.

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    Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?
      Over the sea.
Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving?
      All that love me!

A Child’s Song.

Alfred Tennyson Tennyson. (1809–1892)

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This laurel greener from the brows
Of him that uttered nothing base.

To the Queen.

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    And statesmen at her council met
  Who knew the seasons, when to take
  Occasion by the hand, and make
The bounds of freedom wider yet.

To the Queen.

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Broad based upon her people’s will,
And compassed by the inviolate sea.

To the Queen.

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For it was in the golden prime
Of good Haroun Alraschid.

Recollections of the Arabian Nights.

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Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn,
The love of love.

The Poet.