Lord Alfred Tennyson
Lord Alfred Tennyson
Alfred Tennyson, 1st Baron Tennyson, FRSwas Poet Laureate of Great Britain and Ireland during much of Queen Victoria's reign and remains one of the most popular British poets...
autumn days depth divine gather happy heart idle looking rise tears thinking
Tears, idle tears,/I know not what they mean,/ Tears from the depth of some divine despair,/ Rise in the heart and gather in the eyes,/ In looking on the happy autumn fields,/ And thinking of the days that are no more.
happy maiden shining till
Go not, happy day,/ From the shining fields,/ Go not, happy day,/ Till the maiden yields.
across bells dying flying happy ring wild year
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 him go;
beyond great happy purpose sail shall touch until wash western
My purpose holds/ To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths/ Of all the western stars, until I die./ It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;/ It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles/ And see the great Achilles.
awake dawn knowing night promise rose roses
The rose was awake all night for your sake,/ Knowing your promise to me;/ The lilies and roses were all awake,/ They sighed for the dawn and thee.
answer bells birth christmas draws hill mist moon near night time
The time draws near the birth of Christ: The moon is hid; the night is still; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist
climbing peace
Is there any peace/ In ever climbing up the climbing wave?
believe mainly man ours wise
The world will not believe a man repents; And this wise world of ours is mainly right
roll
The rise/ And long roll of the Hexameter.
deep eternity light sabbath sea shining wide
The Sabbaths of Eternity,/ One Sabbath deep and wide -/ A light upon the shining sea -/ The Bridegroom with his bride!
haven ships sound touch voice
And the stately ships go on / To their haven under the hill; / But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, / And the sound of a voice that is still!
buried seen seldom
And when they buried him the little port/ Had seldom seen a costlier funeral.
cool drink hopes lofty perfect visions
Drink to lofty hopes that cool -/ Visions of a perfect State.
dead perfection
Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more.