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Alfred Tennyson : Locksley Hall
'My eldest brother was one day making disparaging remarks about Tennyson. My mother, all agitated in defence of her idol, fetched his poems from the shelf, and with a "Listen now, children" began to declaim "Locksley Hall". When she reached "I to herd with narrow foreheads" she burst out, flinging down the book, "What awful rubbish this is!"'