Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 77, by ALFRED TENNYSON


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First Line: What hope is here for modern rhyme
Last Line: To utter love more sweet than praise.
Alternate Author Name(s): Tennyson, Lord Alfred; Tennyson, 1st Baron; Tennyson Of Aldworth And Farringford, Baron
Variant Title(s): The Poet's Tribute
Subject(s): Hallam, Arthur Henry (1811-1833); Death; Mourning; Friendship; Dead, The


What hope is here for modern rhyme
To him who turns a musing eye
On songs, and deeds, and lives, that lie
Foreshortened in the tract of time?
These mortal lullabies of pain
May bind a book, may line a box,
May serve to curl a maiden's locks:
Or when a thousand moons shall wane
A man upon a stall may find,
And, passing, turn the page that tells
A grief, then changed to something else,
Sung by a long-forgotten mind.
But what of that? My darkened ways
Shall ring with music all the same;
To breathe my loss is more than fame,
To utter love more sweet than praise.




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