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Title: From "Locksley Hall" Author: Alfred Lord Tennyson [More Titles by Tennyson] Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands; Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, O my cousin, shallow-hearted! O my Amy, mine no more! [The end] GO TO TOP OF SCREEN |