Henry Alford

(1810-1871 / England)

Henry Alford Poems

81. Fragments From Sappho 4/19/2010
82. Fragments Of A Long-Pondered Poem. 4/19/2010
83. Henry Martyn At Shiraz 4/19/2010
84. Homer 4/19/2010
85. How We Buried Him. A Tribute To The Memory Of The Late Canon Chesshyre, St. Martin’s, Canterbury. 4/19/2010
86. Hymn For A Missal. 4/19/2010
87. Hymn For All Saints Day In The Morning 4/19/2010
88. Lady Mary 4/19/2010
89. Last Words. 4/19/2010
90. Life’s Answer 4/19/2010
91. Life’s Question 4/19/2010
92. Lines Written October 23, 1836, A Few Hours After The Birth Of My First Child. 4/19/2010
93. Midnight Thoughts 4/19/2010
94. November, 1847. 4/19/2010
95. On A Cyclamen 4/19/2010
96. On Seeing The Following Epitaph At Selworthy, West Somerset 4/19/2010
97. Sonnet Lxxx. My Ancestors. 4/19/2010
98. Sonnet Lxxxi. The Two Lots. 4/19/2010
99. Sonnet Lxxxii. The Heart Of Man Is Everywhere The Same 4/19/2010
100. Sonnet Lxxxiii. To A Friend Concerned In Education. 4/19/2010
101. Sonnet Lxxxiv. 4/19/2010
102. Sonnet Lxxxv. On My Stone Inkstand. 4/19/2010
103. Sonnet Lxxxvi. Januarry 19, 1839 4/19/2010
104. Sonnet Lxxxvii. We Want But Little: In The Morning--Tide 4/19/2010
105. Sonnet Lxxxviii. The Inward Pleasure Of Our Human Soul 4/19/2010
106. Hymn To The Sun 4/19/2010
107. In A Letter From Scotland 4/19/2010
108. Inscription For A Block Of Granite On The Surface Of The Mer De Glace. 4/19/2010
109. Inscription. For The Ruin Of A Villiage Cross, Hathern, Leicestershire. 4/19/2010
110. Sonnet Vi. Oh, What Doth It Avail, In Busy Care 4/19/2010
111. Sonnet Written At A Distance From Home 4/19/2010
112. Sonnet X. To Mary 4/19/2010
113. Sonnet Xc. 4/19/2010
114. Sonnet Xc. 4/19/2010
115. Sonnet Xxxv. Twere Better Far From Noon To Eventide 4/19/2010
116. Sonnet Xxxvi. The Gipsy Girl. 4/19/2010
117. Sonnet Xxxvii. To Winter. Written At Ampton, Suffolk. 4/19/2010
118. Sonnet Xxxviii. Epiphany 4/19/2010
119. Sonnet. Lady, I May Not But Indite To Thee 4/19/2010
120. Sonnets Cii., Ciii. Nottingham Mechanic’s Exhibition, 1840 4/19/2010

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Best Poem of Henry Alford

You And I

My hand is lonely for your clasping, dear;
My ear is tired waiting for your call.
I want your strength to help, your laugh to cheer;
Heart, soul and senses need you, one and all.
I droop without your full, frank sympathy;
We ought to be together - you and I;
We want each other so, to comprehend
The dream, the hope, things planned, or seen, or wrought.
Companion, comforter and guide and friend,
As much as love asks love, does thought ask thought.
Life is so short, so fast the lone hours fly,
We ought to be together, you and I.

Read the full of You And I


Thou child of Man, fall down
With contrite heart and low;
Inheritor by fleshly birth
Of exile, death, and woe.

Thou child of Man, rejoice!
The righteous One hath died:
Behold by faith thy seals of Love,
His hands, His feet, His side!

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