Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO THE REV. W.H. BROOKFIELD, by ALFRED TENNYSON



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TO THE REV. W.H. BROOKFIELD, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Brooks, for they call'd you so that knew you
Last Line: God bless you! I shall join you in a day.
Alternate Author Name(s): Tennyson, Lord Alfred; Tennyson, 1st Baron; Tennyson Of Aldworth And Farringford, Baron
Subject(s): Clergy; Priests; Rabbis; Ministers; Bishops


BROOKS, for they call'd you so that knew you best,
Old Brooks, who loved so well to mouth my rhymes,
How oft we two have heard Saint Mary's chimes!
How oft the Cantab supper, host and guest,
Would echo helpless laughter to your jest!
How oft with him we paced that walk of limes,
Him, the lost light of those dawn-golden times,
Who loved you well! Now both are gone to rest.
You man of humorous-melancholy mark,
Dead of some inward agony -- is it so?
Our kindlier, trustier Jaques, past away!
I cannot laud this life, it looks so dark.
(Greek words) -- dream of a shadow, go --
God bless you! I shall join you in a day.







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