Alfred Lord Tennyson

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

Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems

1. Love and Sorrow 5/4/2015
2. The Blackbird 7/2/2015
3. The May Queen 7/25/2015
4. I Send You Here A Sort Of Allegory 9/18/2015
5. Epitaph on General Gordon 10/20/2015
6. The Merman 11/12/2015
7. The Princess: A Medley: Come Down, O Maid 1/1/2004
8. The Princess: A Medley: Now Sleeps The Crimson Petal 1/1/2004
9. The Princess: A Medley: Our Enemies Have Fall'N 1/1/2004
10. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 72. Risest Thou Thus, Dim Dawn, Again 1/1/2004
11. The Princess (Prologue) 1/1/2004
12. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 44. How Fares It With The Happy Dead? 1/1/2004
13. The Princess (Part 4) 1/1/2004
14. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 83. Dip Down Upon The Northern Shore 1/1/2004
15. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old Warder Of These Buried Bones 1/1/2004
16. The Lord Of Burleigh 1/1/2004
17. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 118. Contemplate All This Work Of Tim 1/1/2004
18. The Princess (Part 6) 1/1/2004
19. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 15. To-Night The Winds Begin To Rise 1/1/2004
20. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 82. I Wage Not Any Feud With Death 1/1/2004
21. The Princess: A Medley: Ask Me No More 1/1/2004
22. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 99. Risest Thou Thus, Dim Dawn, Again 1/1/2004
23. Milton (Alcaics) 1/1/2004
24. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 96. You Say, But With No Touch Of Sco 1/1/2004
25. The Princess (Part 3) 1/1/2004
26. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 121. Sad Hesper O'Er The Buried Sun 1/1/2004
27. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 6. One Writes, That Other Friends Rem 1/1/2004
28. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 67. When On My Bed The Moonlight Fall 1/1/2004
29. The Princess (Part 5) 1/1/2004
30. The Princess (Part 7) 1/1/2004
31. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 95. By Night We Linger'D On The Lawn 1/1/2004
32. In Memoriam 3: O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship 1/1/2004
33. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 78. Again At Christmas Did We Weave 1/1/2004
34. Idylls Of The King: Song From The Marriage Of Geraint 1/1/2004
35. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 105. To-Night Ungather'D Let Us Leave 1/1/2004
36. Pelleas And Ettarre 1/1/2004
37. The Princess (Part 2) 1/1/2004
38. In Memoriam A. H. H. 7 4/8/2010
39. In Memoriam A. H. H. 116 4/8/2010
40. The Princess: A Medley: O Swallow 1/1/2004

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    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?

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    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.

Best Poem of Alfred Lord Tennyson

All Things Will Die

All Things will Die

Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing

Under my eye;
Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing

Over the sky.
One after another the white clouds are fleeting;
Every heart this May morning in joyance is beating

Full merrily;
Yet all things must die.
The stream will cease to flow;
The wind will cease to blow;
The clouds will cease to fleet;
The heart will cease to beat;
For all things must die.
All things must die.
Spring will come never more.
O, vanity!
Death waits at ...

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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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