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IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 65 by ALFRED TENNYSON

Poet Analysis

First Line: SWEET SOUL, DO WITH ME AS THOU WILT
Last Line: AND MOVE THEE ON TO NOBLE ENDS.
Subject(s): HALLAM, ARTHUR HENRY (1811-1833); DEATH; MOURNING; FRIENDSHIP;
Sweet soul, do with me as thou wilt;
I lull a fancy trouble-tost
With 'Love's too precious to be lost,
A little grain shall not be spilt.'

And in that solace can I sing,
Till out of painful phases wrought
There flutters up a happy thought,
Self-balanced on a lightsome wing;

Since we deserved the name of friends,
And thine effect so lives in me,
A part of mine may live in thee
And move thee on to noble ends.



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