Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FORLORN, by ALFRED TENNYSON



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First Line: He is fled - I wish him dead'
Last Line: And while the moon was setting.
Alternate Author Name(s): Tennyson, Lord Alfred; Tennyson, 1st Baron; Tennyson Of Aldworth And Farringford, Baron
Subject(s): Grief


I

'HE is fled -- I wish him dead --
He that wrought my ruin --
O, the flattery and the craft
Which were my undoing --
In the night, in the night,
When the storms are blowing.

II

'Who was witness of the crime?
Who shall now reveal it?
He is fled, or he is dead,
Marriage will conceal it --
In the night, in the night,
While the gloom is growing.'

III

Catherine, Catherine, in the night,
What is this you're dreaming?
There is laughter down in hell
At your simple scheming --
In the night, in the night,
When the ghosts are fleeting.

IV

You to place a hand in his
Like an honest woman's,
You that lie with wasted lungs
Waiting for your summons --
In the night, O, the night!
O, the deathwatch beating!

V

There will come a witness soon
Hard to be confuted,
All the world will hear a voice
Scream you are polluted --
In the night! O, the night,
When the owls are wailing!

VI

Shame and marriage, shame and marriage,
Fright and foul dissembling,
Bantering bridesman, reddening priest,
Tower and altar trembling --
In the night, O, the night,
When the mind is failing!

VII

Mother, dare you kill your child?
How your hand is shaking!
Daughter of the seed of Cain,
What is this you're taking? --
In the night, O, the night,
While the house is sleeping.

VIII

Dreadful! has it come to this,
O unhappy creature?
You that would not tread on a worm
For your gentle nature --
In the night, O, the night,
O, the night of weeping!

IX

Murder would not veil your sin,
Marriage will not hide it,
Earth and Hell will brand your name,
Wretch, you must abide it --
In the night, O, the night,
Long before the dawning.

X

Up, get up, and tell him all,
Tell him you were lying!
Do not die with a lie in your mouth,
You that know you're dying --
In the night, O, the night,
While the grave is yawning.

XI

No -- you will not die before,
Tho' you'll ne'er be stronger;
You will live till that is born,
Then a little longer --
In the night, O, the night,
While the Fiend is prowling.

XII

Death and marriage, death and marriage!
Funeral hearses rolling!
Black with bridal favors mixt!
Bridal bells with tolling! --
In the night, O, the night,
When the wolves are howling.

XIII

Up, get up, the time is short,
Tell him now or never!
Tell him all before you die,
Lest you die for ever --
In the night, O, the night,
Where there's no forgetting.

XIV

Up she got, and wrote him all,
All her tale of sadness,
Blister'd every word with tears,
And eased her heart of madness --
In the night, and nigh the dawn,
And while the moon was setting.







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