Poeticous Logo
es
English Español Français Italiano
Lord Alfred Tennyson

Lord Alfred Tennyson

Flower in the Crannied Wall

Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower-but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, all in all,
I should know what God and man is.

#English #Victorians #XIXCentury

1
¿Disfrutate esta lectura? ¡invítanos a un café!.
Tu ayuda nos permite existir.
Preferido o celebrado por...
Otras obras de Lord Alfred Tennyson...
In Memoriam CXXVI: Love is and was my Lord and King

Love is and was my Lord and King, And in his presence I attend To hear the tidings of my friend, Which every hour his couriers brin… Love is and was my King and Lord,
Cradle Song

What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer,
The Lotos

“This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.” All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams! s...
 1
The Lotos-eaters

“Courage!” he said, and pointed to… “This mounting wave will roll us s… In the afternoon they came unto a… In which it seemed always afternoo… All round the coast the languid ai…
 1
Fatima

O LOVE, Love, Love! O witherin… O sun, that from thy noonday heigh… Shudderest when I strain my sight… Throbbing thro’ all thy heat and l… Lo, falling from my constant mind,
Break, Break, Break

Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could… The thoughts that arise in me. O, well for the fisherman’s boy,
 3
Recollections of the Arabian Nights

When the breeze of a joyful dawn b… In the silken sail of infancy, The tide of time flow’d back with… The forward—flowing tide of time; And many a sheeny summer—morn,
 1
Lady Clare

IT was the time when lilies blow, And clouds are highest up in air, Lord Ronald brought a lily-white… To give his cousin, Lady Clare. I trow they did not part in scorn–
 1
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O Living Will That Shalt Endure

O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer s… Rise in the spiritual rock, Flow thro’ our deeds and make them… That we may lift from out of dust
The Lady of Shalott (1842)

PART I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the… And thro’ the field the road runs…
In the Valley of Cauteretz

All along the valley, stream that… Deepening thy voice with the deepe… All along the valley, where thy wa… I walk’d with one I loved two and… All along the valley, while I wal…
 1
Audley Court

Audley Court ‘The Bull, the Fleece are cramm’d… For love or money. Let us picnic… At Audley Court.’ I spoke, while Audley feast
The Lady of Shalott, by John William Waterhouse
The Lady of Shalott (1832 version)

On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the… And thro’ the field the road runs… To many—tower’d Camelot;
 5
Œnone

. There lies a vale in Ida, lovel… Than all the valleys of Ionian hi… The swimming vapour slopes athwart… Puts forth an arm, and creeps from… And loiters, slowly drawn. On eit…
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 5. Sometimes I Hold It Half a Sin

I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reve… And half conceal the Soul within. But, for the unquiet heart and bra…



Arriba