Alfred, Lord Tennyson Poem

In Memoriam 67. [When on my bed the moonlight falls]

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When on my bed the moonlight falls,
      I know that in thy place of rest
      By that broad water of the west,
There comes a glory on the walls;

Thy marble bright in dark appears,
      As slowly steals a silver flame
      Along the letters of thy name,
And o’er the number of thy years.

The mystic glory swims away;
      From off my bed the moonlight dies;
      And closing eaves of wearied eyes
I sleep till dusk is dipt in gray;

And then I know the mist is drawn
      A lucid veil from coast to coast,
      And in the dark church like a ghost
Thy tablet glimmers to the dawn.

In Memoriam 68. [When in the down I sink my head,]
In Memoriam 66. [You thought my heart too far diseased;]

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