Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 67. When On My Bed The Moonlight Fall
When on my bed the moonlight falls,I know that in thy place of restBy that broad water of the west,There comes a glory on the walls:Thy marble bright..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess: A Medley: Tears, Idle Tears
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,Tears from the depth of some divine despairRise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,In looking on the..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Lucretius
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, foundHer master cold; for when the morning flushOf passion and the first embrace had diedBetween them, tho' he loved..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit Mdcccxxxiii: 3. O Sorrow, Cruel
O Sorrow, cruel fellowship,O Priestess in the vaults of Death,O sweet and bitter in a breath,What whispers from thy lying lip?"The stars," she..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Palace Of Art
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house,Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.I said, "O Soul, make merry and carouse,Dear soul, for all is well."A huge..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sir Launcelot And Queen Guinevere
LIKE souls that balance joy and pain,With tears and smiles from heaven againThe maiden Spring upon the plainCame in a sun-lit fall of rain.In crystal..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 78. Again At Christmas Did We Weave
Again at Christmas did we weaveThe holly round the Christmas hearth;The silent snow possess'd the earth,And calmly fell our Christmas-eve:The..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Move Eastward, Happy Earth
Move eastward, happy earth, and leaveYon orange sunset waning slow:From fringes of the faded eve,O, happy planet, eastward go:Till over thy dark..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Hendecasyllabics
O you chorus of indolent reviewers,Irresponsible, indolent reviewers,Look, I come to the test, a tiny poemAll composed in a metre of Catullus,All in..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 105. To-Night Ungather'D Let Us Leave
To-night ungather'd let us leaveThis laurel, let this holly stand:We live within the stranger's land,And strangely falls our Christmas-eve.Our..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Late, Late, So Late
Late, late, so late! and dark the night and chill!Late, late, so late! but we can enter still.Too late, too late! ye cannot enter now.No light had..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Mermaid
IWho would beA mermaid fair,Singing alone,Combing her hairUnder the sea,In a golden curlWith a comb of pearl,On a throne?III would be a mermaid..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 2. Old Yew, Which Graspest At The Sto
Old Yew, which graspest at the stonesThat name the under-lying dead,Thy fibres net the dreamless head,Thy roots are wrapt about the bones.The seasons..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Cxv: Spring
Now fades the last long streak of snow,Now burgeons every maze of quickAbout the flowering squares, and thickBy ashen roots the violets blow.Now..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Minnie And Winnie
Minnie and WinnieSlept in a shell.Sleep, little ladies!And they slept well.Pink was the shell within,Silver without;Sounds of the great seaWander'd..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: Is It, Then, Regret For Buried Time
Is it, then, regret for buried timeThat keenlier in sweet April wakes,And meets the year, and gives and takesThe colours of the crescent prime?Not..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess (Part 1)
A prince I was, blue-eyed, and fair in face,Of temper amorous, as the first of May,With lengths of yellow ringlet, like a girl,For on my cradle shone..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: The Prelude
Strong Son of God, immortal Love,Whom we, that have not seen thy face,By faith, and faith alone, embrace,Believing where we cannot prove;Thine are..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Ringlet
'Your ringlets, your ringlets,That look so golden-gay,If you will give me one, but one,To kiss it night and day,The never chilling touch of TimeWill..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In The Valley Of Cauteretz
All along the valley, stream that flashest white,Deepening thy voice with the deepening of the night,All along the valley, where thy waters flow,I..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Gareth And Lynette
The last tall son of Lot and Bellicent,And tallest, Gareth, in a showerful springStared at the spate. A slender-shafted PineLost footing, fell, and..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 55. The Wish, That Of The Living Whol
The wish, that of the living wholeNo life may fail beyond the grave,Derives it not from what we haveThe likest God within the soul?Are God and Nature..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Enoch Arden
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm;And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands;Beyond, red roofs about a narrow wharfIn cluster; then a..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O Living Will That Shalt Endure
O living will that shalt endureWhen all that seems shall suffer shock,Rise in the spiritual rock,Flow thro' our deeds and make them pure,That we may..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Higher Pantheism
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..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson