In Memoriam A. H. H.: 50. Be Near Me When My Light Is Low Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 50. Be Near Me When My Light Is Low
Be near me when my light is low,
When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick
And tingle; and the heart is sick,
And all the wheels of Being slow.
Be near me when the sensuous frame
Is racked with pangs that conquer trust;
And Time, a maniac scattering dust,
And Life, a Fury slinging flame.
Be near me when my faith is dry,
And men the flies of latter spring,
That lay their eggs, and sting and sing
And weave their petty cells and die.
Be near me when I fade away,
To point the term of human strife,
And on the low dark verge of life
The twilight of eternal day.
never really managed to fathom how it was humanly possible for Lord Tennyson to pen down the In Memoriam series. the sorrow of his friend's death must have touched him in realms yet-to- be discovered. An outlandish poem and my all time best poem.
Full of passion and glory about the most fundamental of desires in the human spirit, this is a brilliant unforgettable poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/1/2024 10:42:36 PM # 1.0.0
Everyone who claims to love English poetry must read In Memoriam, Tennyson’s undisputed masterpiece.