Favorite poems
Selected and annotated by Frank Beck
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Alfred Tennyson
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Alfred Tennyson
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Lines from "Maude"
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She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat Were it earth in an earthy bed; ...
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