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TENNYSONIANA.

same collection, the following lines are written in pencil

on the fly-leaf:

"Therefore your halls, your ancient colleges,
Your portals statued with old kings and queens,
Your bridges and your busted libraries,
War-lighted chapels and rich carved screens,
Your doctors and your proctors and your deans,
Shall not avail you when the day-beam sports
New-risen o'er awaken'd Albion—no,
Nor yet your solemn organ-pipes that blow
Melodious thunders through your vacant courts
At morn and even; for your manner sorts
Not with this age, nor with the thoughts that . . .[1]
Because the lips of little children preach
Against you—ye that did profess to teach
And have taught nothing, feeding not the soul."

  1. This word is illegible.
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