Alfred Lord Tennyson

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

Fatima - Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson

O LOVE, Love, Love! O withering might!
O sun, that from thy noonday height
Shudderest when I strain my sight,
Throbbing thro' all thy heat and light,
Lo, falling from my constant mind,
Lo, parch'd and wither'd, deaf and blind,
I whirl like leaves in roaring wind.

Last night I wasted hateful hours
Below the city's eastern towers:
I thirsted for the brooks, the showers:
I roll'd among the tender flowers:
I crush'd them on my breast, my mouth;
I look'd athwart the burning drouth
Of that long desert to the south.

Last night, when some one spoke his name,
From my swift blood that went and came
A thousand little shafts of flame
Were shiver'd in my narrow frame.
O Love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul thro'
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

Before he mounts the hill, I know
He cometh quickly: from below
Sweet gales, as from deep gardens, blow
Before him, striking on my brow.
In my dry brain my spirit soon,
Down-deepening from swoon to swoon,
Faints like a daled morning moon.

The wind sounds like a silver wire,
And from beyond the noon a fire
Is pour'd upon the hills, and nigher
The skies stoop down in their desire;
And, isled in sudden seas of light,
My heart, pierced thro' with fierce delight,
Bursts into blossom in his sight.

My whole soul waiting silently,
All naked in a sultry sky,
Droops blinded with his shining eye:
I will possess him or will die.
I will grow round him in his place,
Grow, live, die looking on his face,
Die, dying clasp'd in his embrace.


Comments about Fatima by Alfred Lord Tennyson

  • Rookie Vernon Crouch (5/7/2014 3:50:00 PM)

    I think the line: The wind sounds like a silver wire is one of the most beautiful lines in poetry I have ever read. It garners an image of a high singular singing note that goes on forever; it lifts my heart with it.

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  • Rookie - 225 Points Death Silence (5/16/2012 5:14:00 AM)

    wow its a really fantastic poem could u please visit me n read my poems (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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