Alfred Lord Tennyson

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

Comments about Alfred Lord Tennyson

  • Ray Jennings (6/6/2018 1:34:00 PM)

    To Keith Coldwell
    Try this link Keith, it'll take you right to it - http: //www.telelib.com/authors/T/TennysonAlfred/verse/ballads/childrenshospital.html

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  • sheila carter (5/17/2018 6:33:00 PM)

    Beautiful and meaningful

  • PurpleHeart (5/13/2018 3:23:00 PM)

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  • i hate poetry (5/6/2018 12:05:00 PM)

    this is completely useless

  • khushi (4/11/2018 12:07:00 PM)

    this poet's poem is interesting and meaning full

  • khushi (4/11/2018 12:06:00 PM)

    lord alfred tennyson's poem has a intresting and meaningful poem

  • aman singh (4/9/2018 10:31:00 PM)

    nice poem and good explanitan

  • keith coldwell (3/28/2018 2:15:00 AM)

    I have searched and searched for 'The Children's Hospital' by Tennyson on various sites without success. Has this poem been removed from Tennyson's canon? If so, Why?

  • Nanci Lesley (3/9/2018 11:29:00 AM)

    The Eagle is sublime, written in iambic pentameter, in intense lines that illustrate the power and singular independence, and perhaps loneliness, of such a remarkable beauty and physical powers. Tennyson captures the spirit of this elite bird whose acumen and thought are pure wonder.

  • Steven (3/7/2018 8:42:00 PM)

    Love this

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

After-Thought

I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide,
As being past away. -Vain sympathies!
For backward, Duddon! as I cast my eyes,
I see what was, and is, and will abide;
Still glides the Stream, and shall not cease to glide;
The Form remains, the Function never dies;
While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise,
We Men, who in our morn of youth defied
The elements, must vanish; -be it so!

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