The Splendor Falls By Alfred Lord Tennyson

The Splendor Falls By Alfred Lord Tennyson The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O, hark, O, hear! how thin and […]

The Tears Of Heaven By Alfred Lord Tennyson

The Tears Of Heaven By Alfred Lord Tennyson Heaven weeps above the earth all night till morn, In darkness weeps, as all ashamed to weep, Because the earth hath made her state forlorn With selfwrought evils of unnumbered years, And doth the fruit of her dishonour reap. And all the day heaven gathers back her […]

Guinevere By Alfred Lord Tennyson

Guinevere By Alfred Lord Tennyson Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save a little maid, A novice: one low light betwixt them burned Blurred by the creeping mist, for all abroad, Beneath a moon unseen albeit at full, The white mist, like […]

The Brook By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

The Brook By Alfred, Lord Tennyson “When I was at primary school everyone used to learn Tennyson’s poem The Brook. The first line is ‘I come from haunts of coot and hern’.  I read the poem with my group last week and only then did I realise that hern  meant heron – never having bothered […]

The Grandmother By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

The Grandmother By Alfred, Lord Tennyson I. And Willy, my eldest-born, is gone, you say, little Anne? Ruddy and white, and strong on his legs, he looks like a man. And Willy’s wife has written: she never was over- wise, Never the wife for Willy: he would n’t take my advice. II. For, Annie, you […]

Morte d’Arthur By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Morte d’Arthur By Alfred, Lord Tennyson So all day long the noise of battle roll’dAmong the mountains by the winter sea;Until King Arthur’s table, man by man,Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their Lord,King Arthur: then, because his wound was deep,The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him,Sir Bedivere, the last of all his knights,And bore him to […]

Locksley Hall By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Locksley Hall By Alfred, Lord Tennyson Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet ‘t is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn. ‘T is the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews call, Dreary gleams about the moorland flying over Locksley Hall; Locksley […]

Break, Break, Break By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Break, Break, Break By Alfred, Lord Tennyson Break, break, break,On thy cold gray stones, O sea!And I would that my tongue could utterThe thoughts that arise in me. O, well for the fisherman’s boy,That he shouts with his sister at play!O, well for the sailor lad,That he sings in his boat on the bay! And […]

The Eagle By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

The Eagle By Alfred, Lord 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. Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on whatsapp Share on telegram Share on […]

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In Memoriam A.H.H. By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

In Memoriam A.H.H. By Alfred, Lord Tennyson Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let […]