Chapter VI

used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

on the subject of; concerning

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

an important story-specific word used in this passage

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

an important story-specific word used in this passage

From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

an important story-specific word used in this passage

From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

Belonging to the very distant past and no longer in existence or deeply revered.

From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

at the same time that; because; in the way that

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used to introduce something that contrasts with what came before

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

showing who or what does the action

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

an important story-specific word used in this passage

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

all the members of a group, with none left out

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

intended to be given to, or used by, somebody

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

showing where something starts, or who sent it

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used with a past participle to form the perfect tenses

From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

for this reason

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

an important story-specific word used in this passage

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

the male already mentioned, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

used when the man or boy doing the action is also its object

From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

belonging to a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

the person speaking or writing, as the subject of the verb

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

inside something, or within a place, period, or state

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

moving to the inside of something

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

the form of “be” used with he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

belonging to the thing or animal already mentioned

From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used to say something is possible, or to give permission

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

the person speaking, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

causing or relating to death

From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

belonging to the person speaking

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used when the speaker is also the object of the action

From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

Having no name, or having a name that is kept secret or unknown.

From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

an important story-specific word used in this passage

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used to make a word, phrase, or sentence negative

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

touching and supported by a surface

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

used to mean any person in general, including the speaker

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

an important story-specific word used in this passage

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used with I and we for the future, or to offer and suggest

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

used to introduce the second part of a comparison

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

belonging to the people or things already mentioned

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

the plural of “this”: the people or things near, or just mentioned

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

the plural of “that”: the people or things further away, or already known

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used before the base form of a verb to make the infinitive

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

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From this reading Like the poet himself, the Sage finds a gleam of light and hope in his own subjective experiences of some unspeakable condition, already recorded in _In Memoriam_.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

the past form of “be” used with I, he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

the past form of “be” used with you, we, they, or a plural noun

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

at the time that

From this reading Then follows the pathetic piece on FitzGerald’s death, and the prayer, not unfulfilled— “That, when I from hence Shall fade with him into the unknown, My close of earth’s experience May prove as peaceful as his own.”

used to introduce a clause giving more about a thing just mentioned

From this reading The topic was one on which he seems to have spoken to his friends with freedom:— “And more, my son! for more than once when I Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And past into the Nameless, as a cloud Melts into Heaven.

during the time that

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

which person or people

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

the form of “who” used as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used to talk about the future, or about willingness

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

an important story-specific word used in this passage

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

in the company of; together with

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

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From this reading _The Ancient Sage_, with its lyric interludes, is one of Tennyson’s meditations on the mystery of the world and of existence.

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From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”

used for something imagined, polite, or habitual in the past

From this reading The conclusion was a favourite with the author, and his blank verse never reached a higher strain:— “But for me, I would that I were gather’d to my rest, And mingled with the famous kings of old, On whom about their ocean-islets flash The faces of the Gods—the wise man’s word, Here trampled by the populace underfoot, There crown’d with worship—and these eyes will find The men I knew, and watch the chariot whirl About the goal again, and hunters race The shadowy lion, and the warrior-kings, In height and prowess more than human, strive Again for glory, while the golden lyre Is ever sounding in heroic ears Heroic hymns, and every way the vales Wind, clouded with the grateful incense-fume Of those who mix all odour to the Gods On one far height in one far-shining fire.”