Category Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Part I   On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro’ the field the road runs by        To many-tower’d Camelot; The yellow-leaved waterlily The…

Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro’ the field the road runs by        To many-tower’d Camelot; And up and down the…

Below the thunders of the upper deep;Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleepThe Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights fleeAbout his shadowy sides: above him swellHuge sponges of millennial growth and height;And far away into the sickly light,From…

From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess doneIn tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale,Whom Arthur and his knighthood called The Pure,Had passed into the silent life of prayerPraise, fast, and alms; and leaving for the cowlThe helmet in an abbey far…

The sun, the moon, the stars, the seas, the hills and the plains,- Are not these, O Soul, the Vision of Him who reigns? Is not the Vision He, tho’ He be not that which He seems? Dreams are true…

I.And Willy, my eldest-born, is gone, you say, littleAnne?Ruddy and white, and strong on his legs, he looks likea man.And Willy’s wife has written: she never was over-wise,Never the wife for Willy: he would n’t take myadvice. II.For, Annie, you…

She is coming, my own, my sweet;Were it ever so airy a tread,My heart would hear her and beat,Were it earth in an earthy bed;My dust would hear her and beat,Had I lain for a century dead,Would start and tremble…

Once in a golden hour    I cast to earth a seed.Up there came a flower,    The people said, a weed. To and fro they went    Thro’ my garden bower,And muttering discontent    Cursed me and my flower.…

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.

Life and Thought have gone awaySide by side,Leaving door and windows wide.Careless tenants they! All within is dark as night:In the windows is no light;And no murmur at the door,So frequent on its hinge before. Close the door; the shutters…