XI

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson · (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of New Year's Eve

And you see me carried out from the threshold of the door;

Don't let Effie come to see me till my grave be growing green:

She'll be a better child to you than ever I have been.

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