Alfred Lord Tennyson, ‘Lucretius’: Difference between revisions

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Lucilia , wedded to Lucretius, found {{#linenum: 1}}
Lucilia , wedded to Lucretius, found {{#linenum: 1 | left}}
Her master cold; for when the morning flush
Her master cold; for when the morning flush
Of passion and the first embrace had died
Of passion and the first embrace had died
Between them, tho' he lov'd her none the less,
Between them, tho' he lov'd her none the less,
Yet often when the woman heard his foot {{#linenum: 5}}
Yet often when the woman heard his foot {{#linenum: 5 | left}}
Return from pacings in the field, and ran
Return from pacings in the field, and ran
To greet him with a kiss, the master took
To greet him with a kiss, the master took
Small notice, or austerely, for―his mind
Small notice, or austerely, for―his mind
Half buried in some weightier argument,
Half buried in some weightier argument,
Or fancy-borne perhaps upon the rise {{#linenum: 10}}
Or fancy-borne perhaps upon the rise {{#linenum: 10 | left}}
And long roll of the Hexameter―he past
And long roll of the Hexameter―he past
To turn and ponder those three hundred scrolls
To turn and ponder those three hundred scrolls
Left by the Teacher, whom he held divine.
Left by the Teacher, whom he held divine.
She brook'd it not; but wrathful, petulant,
She brook'd it not; but wrathful, petulant,
Dreaming some rival, sought and found a witch {{#linenum: 15}}
Dreaming some rival, sought and found a witch {{#linenum: 15 | left}}
Who brew'd the philtre which had power, they said,
Who brew'd the philtre which had power, they said,
To lead an errant passion home again.
To lead an errant passion home again.
And this, at times, she mingled with his drink,
And this, at times, she mingled with his drink,
And this destroy'd him; for the wicked broth
And this destroy'd him; for the wicked broth
Confused the chemic labour of the blood. {{#linenum: 20}}
Confused the chemic labour of the blood. {{#linenum: 20 | left}}
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Revision as of 13:36, 27 April 2013


Lucilia , wedded to Lucretius, found 1
Her master cold; for when the morning flush
Of passion and the first embrace had died
Between them, tho' he lov'd her none the less,
Yet often when the woman heard his foot 5
Return from pacings in the field, and ran
To greet him with a kiss, the master took
Small notice, or austerely, for―his mind
Half buried in some weightier argument,
Or fancy-borne perhaps upon the rise 10
And long roll of the Hexameter―he past
To turn and ponder those three hundred scrolls
Left by the Teacher, whom he held divine.
She brook'd it not; but wrathful, petulant,
Dreaming some rival, sought and found a witch 15
Who brew'd the philtre which had power, they said,
To lead an errant passion home again.
And this, at times, she mingled with his drink,
And this destroy'd him; for the wicked broth
Confused the chemic labour of the blood. 20

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