LORD TENNYSON

As this pale taper's earthly spark,

To yonder argent round ; So shows my soul before the Lamb,

My spirit before Thee; So in mine earthly house I am,

To that I hope to be. Break up the heavens, O Lord ! and far,

Thro' all yon starlight keen, Draw me, thy bride, a glittering star,

In raiment white and clean.

He lifts me to the golden doors ;

The flashes come and go ; All heaven bursts her starry floors,

And strows her lights below, And deepens on and up ! the gates

Roll back, and far within For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits,

To make me pure of sin. The sabbaths of Eternity,

One sabbath deep and wide A light upon the shining sea

The Bridegroom with his bride !

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��Blow, Bugle, blow

��'"THE splendour falls on castle walls -* And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying,

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