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give those who have not already become acquainted with ity from the first volume , a glimpse of the author ' s philosophy :
I send you , Friend , a sort of allegory ( You are an artist , and will understand Its many lesser meanings ) of a soul , A sinful soul , possessed of many gifts , A spacious garden full of flowering weeds , A glorious Devil , large in heart and brain , That did love Beauty only , ( Beauty seen In all varieties of mould and mind , ) And Knowledge for its beauty ; or if Good , Good only for its beauty : seeing not That Beauty , Good , and Knowledge , are three sisters That doat upon each other , friends to man , Living together under the same roof , And never can be sundered without tears .
And he that shuts Love out , in turn shall be Shut out from love , and on her threshold lie , Howling in outer darkness . Not for this Was common clay ta ' en from the common earth , Moulded by God , and tempered with the tears Of Angels to the perfect shape of man . '—pp . 68 , 69 . The allegory itself is as profound in conception as it is gor geous in execution . * I built my soul a lordly pleasure house , "Wherein at ease for aye to dwell , I said , " O soul , make merry and carouse , Dear soul , for all is well . "
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34 Tennyson * s Poems .
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A huge crag-platform , smooth as burnished glass , I chose , whose ranged ramparts bright , From great broad meadow bases of deep grass , Suddenly scaled the light .
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Thereon I built it firm . Of ledge or shelf The rock rose clear , or winding stair , My soul would live alone unto herself , In her high palace there .
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" While the great world runs round and round , i % I said" Reign thou apart , a quiet king ; Still as while Saturn whirls , his steadfast shade Sleeps on his luminous ring . " We are then led through long sounding corridors to stately rooms , some hung with arras , where , amid many beautiful paintings beautifully painted—* The maid-mother by a crucifix , In yellow pastures sunny warm , Beneath branch-work of costly sardonyx , Sat smiling , babe in arm .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1833, page 34, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2606/page/34/
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