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Extract from "IN MEMORIAM"

by Alfred Tennyson

    Calm is the morn without a sound,
    Calm as to suit a calmer grief,
    And only thro' the faded leaf
    The chestnut pattering to the ground:

    Calm and deep peace on this high wold,
    And on these dews that drench the furze,
    And all the silvery gossamers
    That twinkle into green and gold:

    Calm and still light on yon great plain
    That sweeps with all its autumn bowers,
    And crowded farms and lessening towers,
    To mingle with the bounding main:

    Calm and deep peace in this wide air,
    These leaves that redden to the fall;
    And in my heart, if calm at all,
    If any calm, a calm despair:

    Calm on the seas, and silver sleep,
    And waves that sway themselves in rest,
    And dead calm in that noble breast
    Which heaves but with the heaving deep.

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