From household fountains never dry; The critic clearness of an eye, That saw thro’ all the Muses’ walk; Seraphic
intellect and force
High
nature amorous of the good,
A
love of freedom rarely felt,
And
manhood fused with female grace
All
these have been, and thee mine eyes
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 |