The Lotos-Eaters : Alfred, Lord Tennyson : : Afternoon Poems : :

The Lotos-eatersBY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON“Courage!” he said, and pointed toward the land,“This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.”In the afternoon they came unto a landIn which it seemed always afternoon.All round the coast the languid air did swoon,Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.Full-faced above the valley stood the moon;And like a downwardContinue reading “The Lotos-Eaters : Alfred, Lord Tennyson : : Afternoon Poems : :”

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