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Alfred Lord Tennyson: I

I Here far away, seen from the topmost cliff, Filling with purple gloom the vacancies Between the tufted hills the sloping seas Hung in mid-heaven, and half-way down rare sails,…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: A Fragment

A Fragment Where is the Giant of the Sun, which stood In the midnoon the glory of old Rhodes, A perfect Idol, with profulgent brows Far sheening down the purple seas to those Who…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: Anacreontics

Anacreontics With roses musky breathed, And drooping daffodilly, And silverleaved lily, And ivy darkly-wreathed, I wove a crown before her, For her I love so dearly, A garland…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: Chorus

Chorus The varied earth, the moving heaven, The rapid waste of roving sea, The fountainpregnant mountains riven To shapes of wildest anarchy, By secret fire and midnight…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: Dualisms

Dualisms Two bees within a chrystal flowerbell rockèd Hum a lovelay to the westwind at noontide. Both alike, they buzz together, Both alike, they hum together Through and through the…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: II

II From that time forth I would not see her more, But many weary moons I lived alone— Alone, and in the heart of the great forest. Sometimes upon the hills beside the sea All day I…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: Love

LoveI Thou, from the first, unborn, undying love, Albeit we gaze not on thy glories near, Before the face of God didst breath and move, Though night and pain and ruin and death reign…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: No More

No More O sad No more! O sweet No more! O strange No more! By a mossed brookbank on a stone I smelt a wildweed flower alone; There was a ringing in my…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: Rosalind

Rosalind My Rosalind, my Rosalind, Bold, subtle, careless Rosalind, Is one of those who know no strife Of inward woe or outward fear; To whom the slope and stream of life, The…

Alfred Lord Tennyson: The Grasshopper

The GrasshopperI Voice of the summerwind, Joy of the summerplain, Life of the summerhours, Carol clearly, bound along. No Tithon thou as poets feign (Shame fall 'em…