Make your own free website on Tripod.com

 

Home

Chronological
Index of
Tennyson's
Works

Timeline of
Tennyson's
Life

Links to
Other Tennyson
Sites

Sources/Info

Send Corrections,
Suggestions, or
Comments

 
In Memoriam A.H.H.

         
            CIV.
             
      The time draws near the birth of Christ;
          The moon is hid, the night is still;
          A single church below the hill
      Is pealing, folded in the mist.

      A single peal of bells below,
          That wakens at this hour of rest
          A single murmur in the breast,
      That these are not the bells I know.

      Like strangers’ voices here they sound,
          In lands where not a memory strays,
          Nor landmark breathes of other days,
      But all is new unhallow’d ground.
       


Printable Version
Next Section
In Memoriam A.H.H. Index
Home
Chronological Index of Tennyson's Works
Timeline of Tennyson's Life
Links to Other Tennyson Sites
Sources/Info
Send Corrections, Suggestions, or Comments