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Alfred Lord Tennyson - Best 2 Funeral Poems [Includes PDF & Audio]
Embark on a journey through the poignant verse of Alfred Lord Tennyson with our collection of three selected funeral poems. This page serves as a gateway to Tennyson's profound explorations of grief, loss, and the enduring power of remembrance.
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1) All Things Will Die
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Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing
Under my eye;
Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing
Over the sky.
One after another the white clouds are fleeting;
Every heart this May morning in joyance is beating
Full merrily;
Yet all things must die.
The stream will cease to flow;
The wind will cease to blow;
The clouds will cease to fleet;
The heart will cease to beat;
For all things must die.
All things must die.
Spring will come never more.
O, vanity!
Death waits at the door.
See! our friends are all forsaking
The wine and the merrymaking.
We are call’d-we must go.
Laid low, very low,
In the dark we must lie.
The merry glees are still;
The voice of the bird
Shall no more be heard,
Nor the wind on the hill.
O, misery!
Hark! death is calling
While I speak to ye,
The jaw is falling,
The red cheek paling,
The strong limbs failing;
Ice with the warm blood mixing;
The eyeballs fixing.
Nine times goes the passing bell:
Ye merry souls, farewell.
The old earth
Had a birth,
As all men know,
Long ago.
And the old earth must die.
So let the warm winds range,
And the blue wave beat the shore;
For even and morn
Ye will never see
Thro’ eternity.
All things were born.
Ye will come never more,
For all things must die.
Under my eye;
Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing
Over the sky.
One after another the white clouds are fleeting;
Every heart this May morning in joyance is beating
Full merrily;
Yet all things must die.
The stream will cease to flow;
The wind will cease to blow;
The clouds will cease to fleet;
The heart will cease to beat;
For all things must die.
All things must die.
Spring will come never more.
O, vanity!
Death waits at the door.
See! our friends are all forsaking
The wine and the merrymaking.
We are call’d-we must go.
Laid low, very low,
In the dark we must lie.
The merry glees are still;
The voice of the bird
Shall no more be heard,
Nor the wind on the hill.
O, misery!
Hark! death is calling
While I speak to ye,
The jaw is falling,
The red cheek paling,
The strong limbs failing;
Ice with the warm blood mixing;
The eyeballs fixing.
Nine times goes the passing bell:
Ye merry souls, farewell.
The old earth
Had a birth,
As all men know,
Long ago.
And the old earth must die.
So let the warm winds range,
And the blue wave beat the shore;
For even and morn
Ye will never see
Thro’ eternity.
All things were born.
Ye will come never more,
For all things must die.
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2) Crossing The Bar
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Sunset and evening star
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
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History & Information about poet Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Lord Tennyson was a British poet born on August 6, 1809, in Somersby, Lincolnshire, England. He was one of twelve children, and his family was financially comfortable due to his father's occupation as a rector.
Tennyson began writing poetry at a young age and was encouraged by his family to pursue a career in literature. His first published work was a collection of poems titled "Poems by Two Brothers," which he co-wrote with his brother Charles.
In 1830, Tennyson published his first solo collection of poetry, "Poems, Chiefly Lyrical," which received mixed reviews. However, he continued to write and publish poetry, and his works began to gain recognition and critical acclaim.
Tennyson's most famous works include "In Memoriam A.H.H.," a long elegy mourning the death of his friend Arthur Henry Hallam, and "The Charge of the Light Brigade," a poem about a disastrous military charge during the Crimean War. He was appointed Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom in 1850, a position he held until his death.
Tennyson's poetry is known for its lyricism, symbolism, and strong narrative elements. His works often explore themes of love, death, nature, and spirituality, and his use of vivid imagery and metaphor has influenced generations of poets.
Alfred Lord Tennyson died on October 6, 1892, at the age of 83, in Aldworth, Surrey, England. He is remembered as one of the greatest poets of the Victorian era and a significant figure in English literature. His funeral was attended by thousands of mourners, and his legacy continues to inspire and enrich the world of poetry.
Tennyson began writing poetry at a young age and was encouraged by his family to pursue a career in literature. His first published work was a collection of poems titled "Poems by Two Brothers," which he co-wrote with his brother Charles.
In 1830, Tennyson published his first solo collection of poetry, "Poems, Chiefly Lyrical," which received mixed reviews. However, he continued to write and publish poetry, and his works began to gain recognition and critical acclaim.
Tennyson's most famous works include "In Memoriam A.H.H.," a long elegy mourning the death of his friend Arthur Henry Hallam, and "The Charge of the Light Brigade," a poem about a disastrous military charge during the Crimean War. He was appointed Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom in 1850, a position he held until his death.
Tennyson's poetry is known for its lyricism, symbolism, and strong narrative elements. His works often explore themes of love, death, nature, and spirituality, and his use of vivid imagery and metaphor has influenced generations of poets.
Alfred Lord Tennyson died on October 6, 1892, at the age of 83, in Aldworth, Surrey, England. He is remembered as one of the greatest poets of the Victorian era and a significant figure in English literature. His funeral was attended by thousands of mourners, and his legacy continues to inspire and enrich the world of poetry.
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