It has been said that Lizzie developed a love of poetry at a young age, after discovering a Tennyson poem on a scrap of newspaper that had been used to wrap a pat of butter. Unfortunately, we do not know which poem captured her attention. But in honor of that moment, LizzieSiddal.com would like to share some of Tennyson’s poems.
The Charge of the Light Brigade
The Palace of Art (with illustration by Rossetti)
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Mary Elizabeth Thurston via Facebook
“Come into the Garden, Maud,
For the Black Bat, night, has flown,
Come into the Garden, Maud,
I am here at the gate alone ……”
LizzieSiddal.com via Facebook
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Qahira Lynn via Facebook
“I’m half-sick of shadows, she said … The Lady of Shalott”
Robert Parry via Facebook
Just 201 years old today. Happy Birthday, Sir!
“And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.”
Mary Elizabeth Thurston via Facebook
Tirra Lirra by the river, sang Sir Lancelot.
Verity Spyderfyngers via Facebook
“My watch has stopped; what am I to do?”
Real quote. It’s in the Carlyle letters.
LizzieSiddal.com via Facebook
ha ha, I love that!
Angel Lindsay via Facebook
I’ve been trying to choose, but can’t. I love Tennyson!
Penelope Swan via Facebook
The Eagle
He clasps the crag with hooked hands
Close to the sun in foreign lands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls
And, like a thunderbolt, he falls.
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