Alfred Lord Tennyson

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

Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems

81. St. Agnes' Eve 1/1/2004
82. The Princess: A Medley: Tears, Idle Tears 1/1/2004
83. The Higher Pantheism 1/1/2004
84. O True And Tried 4/8/2010
85. Politics 4/8/2010
86. The Tears Of Heaven 3/16/2015
87. Lilian 1/1/2004
88. ŒNone 1/1/2004
89. Hendecasyllabics 1/1/2004
90. Minnie And Winnie 1/1/2004
91. In Memoriam 131: O Living Will That Shalt Endure 1/1/2004
92. The Coming Of Arthur 1/1/2004
93. Of Old Sat Freedom On The Heights 1/1/2004
94. Enoch Arden 1/1/2004
95. To The Queen 1/1/2004
96. To Virgil 1/1/2004
97. The Marriage Of Geraint 1/1/2004
98. The Skipping-Rope 4/8/2010
99. The Last Tournament 4/8/2010
100. Balin And Balan 1/1/2004
101. Cxv: Spring 4/8/2010
102. The Letters 1/1/2004
103. You Ask Me, Why, Tho' Ill At Ease 1/1/2004
104. Maud: A Monodrama (Part Ii, Excerpt) 1/1/2004
105. Amphion 1/1/2004
106. The Death Of The Old Year 4/8/2010
107. The Grandmother 1/1/2004
108. Battle Of Brunanburgh 1/1/2004
109. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 126. Love Is And Was My Lord And King 1/1/2004
110. The Deserted House 1/1/2004
111. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 55. The Wish, That Of The Living Whol 1/1/2004
112. Lullaby 1/6/2015
113. Gareth And Lynette 1/1/2004
114. Mariana 1/1/2004
115. In Memoriam A. H. H.: 7. Dark House, By Which Once More I S 1/1/2004
116. The Holy Grail 1/1/2004
117. Sir Galahad 1/1/2004
118. Far-Far-Away 4/8/2010
119. The Progress Of Spring 1/1/2004
120. The Talking Oak 1/1/2004

Comments about Alfred Lord Tennyson

  • Ulysses J (11/5/2012 7:46:00 PM)

    In Memoriam is pure beauty
    And I guess it's evident that I'm a fan of Ulysses, heh, mostly because I can relate well to Ulysses, flaws and all I respect the character in that poem so much, in fact it's hard to express and i get all teary when i try; _;

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  • Artemis Gutierrez (9/12/2012 6:06:00 PM)

    I like his poem charge of the light brigade. For my report I wrote about this poem and Alfred Lord Tennyson.

  • Namrata Nath (8/26/2012 3:29:00 AM)

    alfred lord tennyson is a great poet. I just read The brook. It's so mesmerising the way he uses the words and sounds and everything. Please check out the poem guys. It's totally out of the world! ! !

  • Kevin Straw Kevin Straw (6/4/2012 1:33:00 PM)

    “crookéd hands” (2 syllables) is wrong.
    “The man clasped his stick with crookéd hands.” implies hands out of shape.
    But an eagle’s “feet” are flexible to curve and have long curved claws at the end. Tennyson presumably had not seen an eagle’s feet.
    I would not say that an eagle on a mountain is “close to the sun”.
    I am not sure about “from his mountain walls” – the eagle is watching from a crag – what is the point of “walls”? “his mountain wall” would be a better metaphor denoting the perpendicularity of the crag which allows the eagle to fall “like a thunderbolt”. But the rhyme would be lost.
    Can anyone tell me if this method of hunting is used by eagles? Do they not hunt by flying and then stooping on their prey?
    The poet is trying to anthropomorphise the eagle but he does not help the poem by doing so.
    Calling the eagle “he” and giving it “hands” etc. deprives it of its savage nature reminding one of Wind in the Willows!
    But the overall rhetorical power of the poem cannot be denied.

  • Nelson P (10/28/2011 12:38:00 PM)

    Hey folks, my band Wrong Side of Dawn wrote a song based on the words to 'Crossing the Bar' by Alfred Lord Tennyson. You can watch the Youtube video at http: // or download the song at http: // :) Hope you enjoy it!

  • Meshack Lebane (7/5/2011 6:19:00 AM)

    Very intersting I wish this simple words were taught at school our poets this days are
    Adicted to bid words which is distort the meaning at times! ! !

  • Chris Hoare (5/22/2005 11:33:00 AM)

    there seem to be some missing words. Would the web manager please check and correct?

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 ...

Read the full of All Things Will Die

Cradle Song

What does little birdie say
In her nest at peep of day?
Let me fly, says little birdie,
Mother, let me fly away.
Birdie, rest a little longer,
Till thy little wings are stronger.
So she rests a little longer,
Then she flies away.

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