Alfred Lord Tennyson

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

Home They Brought Her Warrior Dead - Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Home they brought her warrior dead:
She nor swooned, nor uttered cry:
All her maidens, watching, said,
‘She must weep or she will die.’

Then they praised him, soft and low,
Called him worthy to be loved,
Truest friend and noblest foe;
Yet she neither spoke nor moved.

Stole a maiden from her place,
Lightly to the warrior stepped,
Took the face-cloth from the face;
Yet she neither moved nor wept.

Rose a nurse of ninety years,
Set his child upon her knee—
Like summer tempest came her tears—
‘Sweet my child, I live for thee.’

Comments about Home They Brought Her Warrior Dead by Alfred Lord Tennyson

  • (8/5/2018 10:46:00 AM)

    Nice Poem (Report) Reply

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  • (8/5/2018 7:49:00 AM)

    I love this poem (Report) Reply

  • (7/22/2018 10:49:00 AM)

    Nice poem to listen again in 8th (Report) Reply

  • (7/15/2018 9:20:00 AM)

    Bad poem (Report) Reply

  • (7/15/2018 9:17:00 AM)

    Nice poem (Report) Reply

  • (3/4/2018 6:33:00 AM)

    I read this poem in 1970 ,when I was in 9th class. Thanks google for search and Arrange it. (Report) Reply

  • (5/12/2016 4:05:00 AM)

    I read in class IX. it was nicely explained by Our Head Master in school. On the one side the scene is she seems to be lifeless without his beloved husband.Nothing has any meaning in world at the death of her husband. but on the other side it is the child who is inspriation of unending path of life and the symbol of love between her and her husband as well jerk her to cry to be back with life. (Report) Reply

  • Soumita Sarkar (1/7/2016 12:15:00 AM)

    very well said dear poet..........poem is true vile of death and the matter of continuity of life. (Report) Reply

  • (11/30/2015 9:58:00 AM)

    Sacrifice is made for women, whether it was long before or it is presently now
    (Report) Reply

  • (11/8/2014 6:31:00 AM)

    That indeed shows the mother's love! Nothing else moved that warrior's mom! (Report) Reply

  • (9/20/2014 11:00:00 PM)

    This poem is very short yet the poet manages to bring the essence of existence. The warrior lays down his life for his country. the reason for his death is unimportant to the poet. There the woman, his wife comes. The grief of parting has made her a stone, expressionless. Her household only knows that she has to cry otherwise the pent up grief will kill her. They think the remembrance of her dead love would make her cry but it becomes one of the futile efforts. However, the old maid knows very well what for a woman lives. She keeps her baby on her lap. There, the woman realizes that her world is not lost along with the death of her husband. She has a purpose to live; that is her baby. Yes. she has to live for the sake of her baby. The old lady, the mother and the baby represent the continuity of life. Everyone has to catch each other's hand and continue to live. The old knows how to handle a situation. the youngsters make life possible and the child, helpless, yet that is the purpose of all human endeavor. (Report) Reply

  • Sai Vijaya Mahalakshmi (1/14/2014 1:14:00 AM)

    a wonderful consoling. beautiful description. miracles will be done by elders actions. i fell on feet of tennyson if he alive. no words, tears closed my voice with deep tragedy.. (Report) Reply

  • Soubhik Roy (9/15/2013 3:58:00 AM)

    A touching poem with expression of emotion as well as the feeling of patriotism. (Report) Reply

  • (1/11/2010 7:28:00 AM)

    A touching Poem brings tears to my eyes every time I read (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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