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By Alfred, Lord Tennyson. I. Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death. Rode the six hundred. “Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!” he said. Into the valley of Death.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson. More than any other Victorian-era writer, Tennyson has seemed the embodiment of his age, both to his contemporaries and to modern readers. In his own day he was said to be—with Queen Victoria and Prime Minister William Gladstone—one of the three most famous living persons, a reputation no other poet writing in English ...
13 de abr. de 2019 · Perhaps Tennyson's most famous poem, "The Charge of the Light Brigade" tells the historical story of the Battle of Balaclava during the Crimean War, where the British Light Brigade suffered heavy casualties.The poem begins: Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death. Rode the six hundred.
And the silent isle imbowers. The Lady of Shalott. Underneath the bearded barley, The reaper, reaping late and early, Hears her ever chanting cheerly, Like an angel, singing clearly, O'er the stream of Camelot. Piling the sheaves in furrows airy, Beneath the moon, the reaper weary.
This poem differs from Tennyson's other works in its intense and unrequited nature. It lacks the hopeful romanticism of poems like "Mariana" and the tranquility of "The Lady of Shalott." Instead, it captures the torturous anguish of unfulfilled desire. It reflects the Victorian preoccupation with love's power and the psychological effects of ...
8 de mai. de 2024 · In Memoriam A. H. H. Is on the skull which thou hast made. And thou hast made him: thou art just. The highest, holiest manhood, thou. Our wills are ours, to make them thine. And thou, O Lord, art more than they. A beam in darkness: let it grow.
Battle Of Brunanburgh. Athelstan King, Sons of Edward with hammer'd brands. Struck for their hoards and their hearths and their homes. Doom'd to the death. Sank to his setting. Shot over shield. Weary of war. Fiercely we hack'd at the flyers before us.
