Category Archives: Alfred Lord Tennyson

poem – psalm 112

The blessings of the liberal man. That man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves his sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renowned; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhausted treasury, And … Continue reading

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कविता – घाटमा

ए सखी ! दिन बितिसक्यो : सन्ध्या धरतीमा आइसकी, अब आङ्खनो गाग्री भर्न घाटमा हिँड ! जलधाराका कल–कल स्वरले सन्ध्याकालको आकाशमा विरक्त परिदियो । त्यो स्वरले मलाई लगातार भनिरहेछ : आङ्खनो गाग्री भर्न घाटमा हिँड ! यो एकान्त बाटोमा कोही … Continue reading

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Poem – My Father

The memory of my father is wrapped up in white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day at work. Just as a magician takes towers and rabbits out of his hat, he drew love from his small body, and the … Continue reading

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Poem – The Blackbird

O blackbird! sing me something well: While all the neighbours shoot thee round, I keep smooth plats of fruitful ground, Where thou may’st warble, eat and dwell. The espaliers and the standards all Are thine; the range of lawn and … Continue reading

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Poem – Tears, Idle Tears

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,  Tears from the depth of some divine despair  Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,  In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,  And thinking of the days that are no … Continue reading

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Poem – Sweet and Low

Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my … Continue reading

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Poem – Summer Nights

NOW sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font: The firefly wakens: waken thou with me. Now droops the milk-white peacock like a ghost, … Continue reading

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