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Sea Dreams

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A city clerk, but gently born and bred;
His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child-
One babe was theirs, a Margaret, three years old:
They, thinking that her clear germander eye
Droopt in the giant-factoried city-gloom,
Came, with a month's leave given them, to the sea:
For which his gains were dock'd, however small:
Small were his gains, and hard his work; besides,
Their slender household fortunes (for the man
Had risk'd his little) like the little thrift,
Trembled in perilous places o'er a deep:
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Faith Lynn 11 May 2017
Beautiful and surprising poem. Tennyson is wonderful.
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Brian Jani 13 May 2014
Alfred Amazing poetic skills here
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