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" Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth! Cursed be the social lies that warp us from the living truth! "
Chesson & Woodhall's Miscellany - 28 ÆäÀÌÁö
1861
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Poems, 2±Ç

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, RolPd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength...Nature's rule ! Cursed be the gold that gilds the straiten'd forehead of the fool ! Well — 'tis well that I should bluster ! — Hadst thou less unworthy...
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The Monthly Review

1842
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, Roll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth ! Cursed be the social lies that warps us from the living truth! Cursed be the sickly forms that err from honest Nature's rule ! Cursed...
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The Christian Examiner

1843
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, Roll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength...Nature's rule ! Cursed be the gold that gilds the straiten'd forehead of the fool ! Well — 't is well that I should bluster ! — Hadst thou less unworthy...
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Poems, 2±Ç

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 231 ÆäÀÌÁö
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, Roll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength...honest Nature's rule! Cursed be the gold that gilds the straiten'd forehead of the fool ! Well — 'tis well that I should bluster ! — Hadst thou less unworthy...
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Christian Examiner, 33±Ç

1843
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, Roll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth 1 Cursed be the social lies that warp us from the living truth ! Cursed be the sickly forms that err...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, Roll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength...honest Nature's rule! Cursed be the gold that gilds the straiten'd forehead of the fool! Well — 'tis well that I should bluster! — Hadst thou less unworthy...
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Fanny Lee's testimony

Beulah Kezia Hanson - 1845
...some one of the firm wrote a peculiarly delicate hand for a gentleman. CHAPTER IX. FRANK'S KESOLVE. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength...the social lies that warp us from the living truth ! TENNYSON. Men make resolves, and pass into decrees, The motions of the mind ;. with how much ease,...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 ÆäÀÌÁö
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, Roll'd in nne another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth ! Cursed be- the «»rial lies that warp us from the living truth ! Cursed be the sickly forms that err from honest...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 ÆäÀÌÁö
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, 447 Roll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength...nature's rule ! Cursed be the gold that gilds the straiten'd forehead of the fool ! Well— 'tis well that I should bluster! — Hadst thou less unworthy...
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Poems, 2±Ç

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 ÆäÀÌÁö
...lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace, Koll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace. Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength...Nature's rule ! Cursed be the gold that gilds the straiten'd forehead of the fool ! Well — 'tis well that I should bluster! — Hadst thou less unworthy...
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