Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
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 prickAnd tingle; and the heart is sick,And all the wheels of Being slow.Be near..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Pelleas And Ettarre
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gapLeft by the Holy Quest; and as he satIn hall at old Caerleon, the high doorsWere softly sundered, and..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Northern Farmer: Old Style
Wheer 'asta beän saw long and meä liggin' 'ere aloän?Noorse? thoort nowt o' a noorse: whoy, Doctor's abeän an' agoän;Says that I moänt 'a naw moor..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Talking Oak
Once more the gate behind me falls;Once more before my faceI see the moulder'd Abbey-walls,That stand within the chace.Beyond the lodge the city..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess (Part 4)
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun,If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'Said Ida; 'let us down and rest;' and weDown from the lean and..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess: A Medley: Come Down, O Maid
Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height:What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang)In height and cold, the splendour of the hills?But..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess (Part 6)
My dream had never died or lived again.As in some mystic middle state I lay;Seeing I saw not, hearing not I heard:Though, if I saw not, yet they told..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess (Part 3)
Morn in the wake of the morning starCame furrowing all the orient into gold.We rose, and each by other drest with careDescended to the court that lay..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Mariana In The South
With one black shadow at its feet,The house thro' all the level shines,Close-latticed to the brooding heat,And silent in its dusty vines:A faint-blue..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 99. Risest Thou Thus, Dim Dawn, Again
Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again,So loud with voices of the birds,So thick with lowings of the herds,Day, when I lost the flower of men;Who..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess: A Medley: Thy Voice Is Heard
Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums,That beat to battle where he stands;Thy face across his fancy comes,And gives the battle to his hands:A..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Lord Of Burleigh
IN her ear he whispers gaily,'If my heart by signs can tell,Maiden, I have watch'd thee daily,And I think thou lov'st me well.'She replies, in..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 83. Dip Down Upon The Northern Shore
Dip down upon the northern shoreO sweet new-year delaying long;Thou doest expectant nature wrong;Delaying long, delay no more.What stays thee from..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess: A Medley: Home They Brought Her Warrior Dead
Home they brought her warrior dead:She nor swoon'd nor utter'd cry:All her maidens, watching, said,"She must weep or she will die."Then they praised..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
To Edward Lear: On His Travels In Greece
Illyrian woodlands, echoing fallsOf water, sheets of summer glass,The long divine Peneian pass,The vast Akrokeraunian walls,Tomohrit, Athos, all..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
To J. S.
The wind, that beats the mountain, blowsMore softly round the open wold,And gently comes the world to thoseThat are cast in gentle mould.And me this..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 6. One Writes, That Other Friends Rem
One writes, that "Other friends remain,"That "Loss is common to the race"--And common is the commonplace,And vacant chaff well meant for grain.That..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Of Old Sat Freedom On The Heights
Of old sat Freedom on the heights,The thunders breaking at her feet:Above her shook the starry lights:She heard the torrents meet.There in her place..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 15. To-Night The Winds Begin To Rise
To-night the winds begin to riseAnd roar from yonder dropping day:The last red leaf is whirl'd away,The rooks are blown about the skies;The forest..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess: A Medley: Ask Me No More
Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea;The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape,With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape;But O too..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old Warder Of These Buried Bones
Old warder of these buried bones,And answering now my random strokeWith fruitful cloud and living smoke,Dark yew, that graspest at the stonesAnd..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
Idylls Of The King: Song From The Marriage Of Geraint
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud;Turn thy wild wheel thro' sunshine, storm, and cloud;Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Princess (Part 5)
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound,We stumbled on a stationary voice,And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from the palace' I.'The second two:..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 118. Contemplate All This Work Of Tim
Contemplate all this work of Time,The giant labouring in his youth;Nor dream of human love and truth,As dying Nature's earth and lime;But trust that..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 96. You Say, But With No Touch Of Sco
You say, but with no touch of scorn,Sweet-hearted, you, whose light-blue eyesAre tender over drowning flies,You tell me, doubt is Devil-born.I know..
© Alfred Lord Tennyson