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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LETTERS, by ALFRED TENNYSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Still on the tower stood the vane Last Line: There comes a sound of marriage bells.' Alternate Author Name(s): Tennyson, Lord Alfred; Tennyson, 1st Baron; Tennyson Of Aldworth And Farringford, Baron | |||
I STILL on the tower stood the vane, A black yew gloom'd the stagnant air; I peer'd athwart the chancel pane And saw the altar cold and bare. A clog of lead was round my feet, A band of pain across my brow; 'Cold altar, heaven and earth shall meet Before you hear my marriage vow.' II I turn'd and humm'd a bitter song That mock'd the wholesome human heart, And then we met in wrath and wrong, We met, but only meant to part. Full cold my greeting was and dry; She faintly smiled, she hardly moved; I saw with half-unconscious eye She wore the colors I approved. III She took the little ivory chest, With half a sigh she turn'd the key, Then raised her head with lips comprest, And gave my letters back to me; And gave the trinkets and the rings, My gifts, when gifts of mine could please. As looks a father on the things Of his dead son, I look'd on these. IV She told me all her friends had said; I raged against the public liar; She talk'd as if her love were dead, But in my words were seeds of fire. 'No more of love, your sex is known; I never will be twice deceived. Henceforth I trust the man alone, The woman cannot be believed. V 'Thro' slander, meanest spawn of hell, -- And women's slander is the worst, -- And you, whom once I loved so well, Thro' you my life will be accurst.' I spoke with heart and heat and force, I shook her breast with vague alarms -- Like torrents from a mountain source We rush'd into each other's arms. VI We parted; sweetly gleam'd the stars, And sweet the vapor-braided blue; Low breezes fann'd the belfry bars, As homeward by the church I drew. The very graves appear'd to smile, So fresh they rose in shadow'd swells; 'Dark porch,' I said, 'and silent aisle, There comes a sound of marriage bells.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DEDICATION by ALFRED TENNYSON A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN by ALFRED TENNYSON BREAK, BREAK, BREAK by ALFRED TENNYSON CROSSING THE BAR by ALFRED TENNYSON EDWIN MORRIS; OR, THE LAKE by ALFRED TENNYSON ENGLAND AND AMERICA IN 1782 by ALFRED TENNYSON ENOCH ARDEN by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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