Alfred Lord Tennyson

(6 August 1809 – 6 October 1892 / Lincoln / England)

Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems

41. Hark! The Dogs Howl! 3/19/2015
42. Hendecasyllabics 1/1/2004
43. Home They Brought Her Warrior Dead 1/1/2004
44. How Thought You That This Thing Could Captivate? 1/1/2004
45. I Send You Here A Sort Of Allegory 9/18/2015
46. Idylls Of The King: Song From The Marriage Of Geraint 1/1/2004
47. Idylls Of The King: The Last Tournament (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
48. Idylls Of The King: The Passing Of Arthur (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
49. In Memoriam 131: O Living Will That Shalt Endure 1/1/2004
50. In Memoriam 16: I Envy Not In Any Moods 1/1/2004
51. In Memoriam 3: O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship 1/1/2004
52. In Memoriam 82: I Wage Not Any Feud With Death 1/1/2004
53. In Memoriam A. H. H. 116 4/8/2010
54. In Memoriam A. H. H. 7 4/8/2010
55. In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit Mdcccxxxiii: 3. O Sorrow, Cruel 1/1/2004
56. In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit: 124. That Which We Dare Invoke 1/1/2004
57. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 105. To-Night Ungather'D Let Us Leave 1/1/2004
58. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 11. Calm Is The Morn Without A Sound 1/1/2004
59. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 118. Contemplate All This Work Of Tim 1/1/2004
60. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 121. Sad Hesper O'Er The Buried Sun 1/1/2004
61. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 126. Love Is And Was My Lord And King 1/1/2004
62. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O Living Will That Shalt Endure 1/1/2004
63. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 15. To-Night The Winds Begin To Rise 1/1/2004
64. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 16. I Envy Not In Any Moods 1/1/2004
65. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 2. Old Yew, Which Graspest At The Sto 1/1/2004
66. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 22. The Path By Which We Twain Did Go 1/1/2004
67. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old Warder Of These Buried Bones 1/1/2004
68. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 44. How Fares It With The Happy Dead? 1/1/2004
69. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 45. The Baby New To Earth And Sky 1/1/2004
70. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 5. Sometimes I Hold It Half A Sin 1/1/2004
71. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 50. Be Near Me When My Light Is Low 2/16/2015
72. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 54. Oh, Yet We Trust That Somehow Goo 1/1/2004
73. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 55. The Wish, That Of The Living Whol 1/1/2004
74. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 56. So Careful Of The Type? But No 1/1/2004
75. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 6. One Writes, That Other Friends Rem 1/1/2004
76. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 67. When On My Bed The Moonlight Fall 1/1/2004
77. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 7. Dark House, By Which Once More I S 1/1/2004
78. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 72. Risest Thou Thus, Dim Dawn, Again 1/1/2004
79. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 78. Again At Christmas Did We Weave 1/1/2004
80. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 82. I Wage Not Any Feud With Death 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Alfred Lord Tennyson

Ulysses

It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
I cannot rest from travel; I will drink
Life to the lees. All times I have enjoy'd
Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with those
That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when
Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea. I am become a name;
For always roaming with a hungry heart
Much have I seen and known,-- cities of men ...

Read the full of Ulysses

Merlin And Vivien

A storm was coming, but the winds were still,
And in the wild woods of Broceliande,
Before an oak, so hollow, huge and old
It looked a tower of ivied masonwork,
At Merlin's feet the wily Vivien lay.

For he that always bare in bitter grudge
The slights of Arthur and his Table, Mark
The Cornish King, had heard a wandering voice,

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