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Poets' Corner - Alfred, Lord Tennyson - Locksley Hall

Poets' Corner - Alfred, Lord Tennyson - Locksley Hall P.C. Home Page . News and Recent Additions Poets: A B . C D . E F . G H . I J . K L . M N . O P . Q R . S T . U V . W X . Y Z Locksley Hall C OMRADES, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn. 'T is the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews call, Dreary gleams about the moorland flying over Locksley Hall; Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied case

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