In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 67

By Alfred, Lord Tennyson 1809–1892 Alfred, Lord Tennyson

When on my bed the moonlight falls,

I know that in thy place of rest

By that broad water of the west,

There comes a glory on the walls:

Thy marble bright in dark appears,

As slowly steals a silver flame

Along the letters of thy name,

And o'er the number of thy years.

The mystic glory swims away;

From off my bed the moonlight dies;

And closing eaves of wearied eyes

I sleep till dusk is dipt in gray:

And then I know the mist is drawn

A lucid veil from coast to coast,

And in the dark church like a ghost

Thy tablet glimmers to the dawn.

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More than any other Victorian writer, Tennyson has seemed the embodiment of his age, both to his contemporaries and to modern readers. In his own day he was said to be—with Queen Victoria and Gladstone—one of the three most famous living persons, a reputation no other poet writing in English has ever had. As official poetic spokesman for the reign of Victoria, he felt called upon to celebrate a quickly changing industrial and . . .

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POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Victorian

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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 67

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