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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 95. By night we linger'd on the lawn
© Alfred Tennyson
While now we sang old songs that peal'd
From knoll to knoll, where, couch'd at ease,
The white kine glimmer'd, and the trees
Laid their dark arms about the field.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 83. Dip down upon the northern shore
© Alfred Tennyson
O thou new-year, delaying long,
Delayest the sorrow in my blood,
That longs to burst a frozen bud
And flood a fresher throat with song.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 82. I wage not any feud with death
© Alfred Tennyson
For this alone on Death I wreak
The wrath that garners in my heart;
He put our lives so far apart
We cannot hear each other speak.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 78. Again at Christmas did we weave
© Alfred Tennyson
Again at Christmas did we weave
The holly round the Christmas hearth;
The silent snow possess'd the earth,
And calmly fell our Christmas-eve:
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 7. Dark house, by which once more I s
© Alfred Tennyson
Dark house, by which once more I stand
Here in the long unlovely street,
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 6. One writes, that Other Friends Rem
© Alfred Tennyson
O mother, praying God will save
Thy sailor,--while thy head is bow'd,
His heavy-shotted hammock-shroud
Drops in his vast and wandering grave.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 55. The wish, that of the living whol
© Alfred Tennyson
I falter where I firmly trod,
And falling with my weight of cares
Upon the great world's altar-stairs
That slope thro' darkness up to God,
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 54. Oh, yet we Trust that somehow Goo
© Alfred Tennyson
Behold, we know not anything;
I can but trust that good shall fall
At last--far off--at last, to all,
And every winter change to spring.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 5. Sometimes I Hold it half a Sin
© Alfred Tennyson
I sometimes hold it half a sin
To put in words the grief I feel;
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 45. The baby new to earth and sky
© Alfred Tennyson
This use may lie in blood and breath
Which else were fruitless of their due,
Had man to learn himself anew
Beyond the second birth of Death.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old warder of these buried bones
© Alfred Tennyson
Old warder of these buried bones,
And answering now my random stroke
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 22. The path by which we twain did go
© Alfred Tennyson
Who broke our fair companionship,
And spread his mantle dark and cold,
And wrapt thee formless in the fold,
And dull'd the murmur on thy lip,
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 2. Old Yew, which graspest at the sto
© Alfred Tennyson
And gazing on thee, sullen tree,
Sick for thy stubborn hardihood,
I seem to fail from out my blood
And grow incorporate into thee.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 16. I Envy not in any Moods
© Alfred Tennyson
I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 15. To-night the winds begin to rise
© Alfred Tennyson
That makes the barren branches loud;
And but for fear it is not so,
The wild unrest that lives in woe
Would dote and pore on yonder cloud
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O living will that shalt endure
© Alfred Tennyson
O true and tried, so well and long,
Demand not thou a marriage lay;
In that it is thy marriage day
Is music more than any song.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 126. Love is and was my Lord and King
© Alfred Tennyson
Love is and was my Lord and King,
And in his presence I attend
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 121. Sad Hesper o'er the buried sun
© Alfred Tennyson
The market boat is on the stream,
And voices hail it from the brink;
Thou hear'st the village hammer clink,
And see'st the moving of the team.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 118. Contemplate all this work of Tim
© Alfred Tennyson
Who throve and branch'd from clime to clime,
The herald of a higher race,
And of himself in higher place,
If so he type this work of time
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 11. Calm is the morn without a sound
© Alfred Tennyson
Calm and deep peace in this wide air,
These leaves that redden to the fall;
And in my heart, if calm at all,
If any calm, a calm despair:
