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SHAKESPEARE'S SONNETS.
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Tennyson.

"Touch thy dull goal of joyless gray,
And hide thy shame beneath the ground."
In Memoriam, LXXII. 7. 


"That out of distance might ensue
Desire of nearness doubly sweet;
And unto meeting when we meet,
Delight a hundredfold accrue."
In Memoriam, cxvii. 2. 


—"All the courses of the suns."
In Memoriam, cxvii. 3. 


"Shall he for whose applause I strove,
I had such reverence for his blame,
See with clear eye some hidden shame
And I be lessen'd in his love?"
In Memoriam, LI. 2.