To-night the winds begin to rise
And roar from yonder dropping day
The last red leaf is whirl'd away
The rooks are blown about the skies
Autumn's Fading Beauty
North East Lincolnshire, England
The forest crack'd the waters curl'd,
The cattle huddled on the lea,
And wildly dash'd on tower and tree
The sunbeam strikes along the world.
And but for fancies which aver
That all thy motions gently pass
Athwart a plane of molten glass,
I scarce could brook the strain and stir
That makes the barren branches loud
And but for fear it is not so,
The wild unrest that lives in woe
Would dote and pour on yonder cloud
That rises upward always higher,
And onward drags a labouring breast,
And topples round the dreary west,
A looming bastion fringed with fire.
Alfred Tennyson
First Baron Tennyson
George Frederic Watts
(1817-1904)
English Victorian painter
"In Memoriam"
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
(1809-1892)
English poet
Poet Laureate of Great Britain and Ireland
(1850-1892)
during much of the reign of Queen Victoria,
who was a great admirer of his poetry.
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