Ocupation: Poet
Life: August 5, 1809 - October 6, 1892
Birthday: August 5
Death: October 6
Tis a morning pure and sweet, And a dewy splendour falls On the little flower that clings To the turrets and the walls; 'Tis a morning pure and sweet, And the light and shadow fleet; She is walking in the meadow, And the woodland echo rings; In a moment we shall meet; She is singing in the meadow, And the rivulet at her feet Ripples on in light and shadow To the ballad that she sings.
source: Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.898, Delphi Classics
topic: Sweet, Morning, Wall, Splendour, Turrets