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Lord Alfred Tennyson

Born on August 6, 1809, in Somersby, Lincolnshire, England, Alfred Tennyson is one of the most well-loved Victorian poets. Tennyson, the fourth of twelve children, showed an early talent for...
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	FURTHER READING


		Poems About Animals and Pets
		27,000 Miles by Albert Goldbarth

		At the Zoo by William Makepeace Thackeray

		Bats by Paisley Rekdal

		Darwin's Finches by Deborah Digges

		Evening Hawk by Robert Penn Warren

		from Jubilate Agno, Fragment B, lines 695-768 by Christopher Smart

		Leda and the Swan by W. B. Yeats

		Mole by Wyatt Prunty

		Mother Doesn't Want a Dog by Judith Viorst

		Nelson, My Dog by Gary Soto

		Ode on the death of a favorite cat by Thomas Gray

		Skunk Hour by Robert Lowell

		The Armadillo by Elizabeth Bishop

		The Bear by Galway Kinnell

		The Crocodile by Lewis Carroll

		The Kitten and The Falling Leaves by William Wordsworth

		The Moose by Elizabeth Bishop

		The Paper Nautilus by Marianne Moore

		The Return by Frances Richey

		The Tyger by William Blake

		Thing by Rae Armantrout

		Turn of a Year by Joan Houlihan


		Poems for Kids
		At the Zoo by William Makepeace Thackeray

		Be Glad Your Nose is on Your Face by Jack Prelutsky

		Bleezer's Ice Cream by Jack Prelutsky

		Dream Variations by Langston Hughes

		I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280) by Emily Dickinson

		Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll

		maggie and milly and molly and may by E. E. Cummings

		Mary's Lamb by Sarah Josepha Hale

		Mother Doesn't Want a Dog by Judith Viorst

		Mr. Grumpledump's Song by Shel Silverstein

		My Shadow by Robert Louis Stevenson

		Sick by Shel Silverstein

		Since Hannah Moved Away by Judith Viorst

		The Crocodile by Lewis Carroll

		The Land of Counterpane by Robert Louis Stevenson

		The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

		The Tyger by William Blake

		We never know how high we are (1176) by Emily Dickinson

		Wynken, Blynken, and Nod by Eugene Field

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The Eagle
by Lord Alfred Tennyson

He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.

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