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When Tennyson died, Queen Victoria said to her prime minister, who was to advise her who should be the next poet laureate: 'I am told that Mr. Swinburne is the best poet in my dominions.' Horrified, Gladstone wrote to Lord Acton, 'I have been making a careful examination of his case . I fear he is absolutely impossible.' Since Hardy had not published and Hopkins was unknown, the Queen as usual was right; but despite the blameless life Swinburne had led for over ten years at The Pines, it would perhaps have been eccentric for the Queen to appoint a former would-be regicide and militant atheist as her bard.
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