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Poetry Friday: The Deserted House by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

February 1st, 2008 (07:12 am)
awake

Current Mood: awake
Current Song: Dog Dreams by The Story

Life and Thought have gone away
Side by side,
Leaving door and windows wide.
Careless tenants they!

All within is dark as night:
In the windows is no light;
And no murmur at the door,
So frequent on its hinge before.

Close the door; the shutters close;
Or through the windows we shall see
The nakedness and vacancy
Of the dark deserted house.

Come away: no more of mirth
Is here or merry-making sound.
The house was builded of the earth,
And shall fall again to ground.

Come away: for Life and Thought
Here no longer dwell;
But in a city glorious -
A great and distant city - have bought
A mansion incorruptible.
Would they could have stayed with us!

-- The Deserted House by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

I selected this poem in honor of Tennyson by Lesley M.M. Blume, which I read and reviewed earlier this week.

My favorite Tennyson poem is The Lady of Shalott.

Comments

Posted by: mimagirl (mimagirl)
Posted at: February 1st, 2008 09:11 pm (UTC)
glasses

Oh, I love this! thanks for posting it!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: February 2nd, 2008 01:27 am (UTC)

:)

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