VII

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson · (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of The Flight

No father now, the tyrant vassal of a tyrant vice!

The Godless Jephtha vows his child... to one cast of the dice.

These ancient woods, this Hall at last will go—perhaps have gone,

Except his own meek daughter yield her life, heart, soul to one—

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