Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems on Heaven (20 Poems)

Oenone (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

There lies a vale in Ida, lovelierThan all the valleys of Ionian hills.The swimming vapour slopes athwart the glen,Puts forth an arm, and creeps from pine to pine,And loiters, slowly drawn. On either handThe lawns and meadow-ledges midway downHang rich … Continue reading →

The Coming Of Arthur (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

Leodogran, the King of Cameliard, Had one fair daughter, and none other child;And she was the fairest of all flesh on earth,Guinevere, and in her his one delight. For many a petty king ere Arthur cameRuled in this isle, and … Continue reading →

Idylls of the King: The Passing of Arthur (excerpt) (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, First made and latest left of all the knights, Told, when the man was no more than a voice In the white winter of his age, to those With … Continue reading →

Pelleas And Ettarre (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

King Arthur made new knights to fill the gapLeft by the Holy Quest; and as he satIn hall at old Caerleon, the high doorsWere softly sundered, and through these a youth,Pelleas, and the sweet smell of the fieldsPast, and the … Continue reading →

Balin and Balan (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

Pellam the King, who held and lost with LotIn that first war, and had his realm restoredBut rendered tributary, failed of lateTo send his tribute; wherefore Arthur calledHis treasurer, one of many years, and spake,‘Go thou with him and him … Continue reading →

Lucretius (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, foundHer master cold; for when the morning flushOf passion and the first embrace had died Between them, tho’ he loved her none the less, Yet often when the woman heard his foot Return from pacings in … Continue reading →

Locksley Hall (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

.Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet ‘t is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn. ’T is the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews call, Dreary … Continue reading →

Sea Dreams (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

A city clerk, but gently born and bred;His wife, an unknown artist’s orphan child—One babe was theirs, a Margaret, three years old:They, thinking that her clear germander eyeDroopt in the giant-factoried city-gloom,Came, with a month’s leave given them, to the … Continue reading →

In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131 (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer shock, Rise in the spiritual rock, Flow thro’ our deeds and make them pure, That we may lift from out … Continue reading →

The Lotos-eaters (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

. ”Courage!” he said, and pointed toward the land, ”This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.” In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the … Continue reading →