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Alfred Lord Tennyson - Home They Brought Her Warrior Dead Lyrics

Home they brought her warrior dead:
She nor swooned, nor uttered cry:
All her maidens, watching, said
'She must weep or she must die.’

Then they praised him, soft and low
Called him worthy to be loved
Truest friend and noblest foe;
Yet she neither spoke nor moved

Stole a maiden from her place
Lightly to the warrior stept
Took the face-cloth from the face;
Yet she neither moved nor wept

Rose a nurse of ninety years
Set his child upon her knee --
Like summer tempest came her tears --
'Sweet my child, I live for thee.'