Florence Earle Coates


Tennyson - Poem by Florence Earle Coates

HOW beautiful to live as thou didst live!
How beautiful to die as thou didst die,—
In moonlight of the night, without a sigh,
At rest in all the best that love could give!

How excellent to bear into old age
The poet’s ardor and the heart of youth,—
To keep to the last sleep the vow of truth,
And leave to lands that grieve a glowing page!

How glorious to feel the spirit’s power
Unbroken by the near approach of death,
To breathe blest prophecies with failing breath,
Soul-bound to beauty in that latest hour!

How sweet to greet, in final kinship owned,
The master-spirit to thy dreams so dear,—
At last from his immortal lips to hear
The dirge for Imogen, and thee, intoned!

How beautiful to live as thou didst live!
How beautiful to die as thou didst die,—
In moonlight of the night, without a sigh,
At rest in all the best that love could give!


Comments about Tennyson by Florence Earle Coates

  • Chinedu Dike (4/12/2015 2:38:00 AM)


    Beautiful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned with depth of insight. A lovely poem indeed, with sonorous rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010



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