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Poem by Alfred Tennyson


Summer Night


Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font:
The firefly wakens: waken thou with me.

Now droops the milk-white peacock like a ghost,
And like a ghost she glimmers on to me.

Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars,
And all thy heart lies open unto me.

Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves
A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me.

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake:
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
Into my bosom and be lost in me. 



Alfred Tennyson


Alfred Tennyson's other poems:
  1. The Grandmother
  2. Marriage Morning
  3. O True And Tried
  4. Epitaph on General Gordon
  5. In The Garden At Swainston


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Edward Sill Summer Night ("FROM the warm garden in the summer night")

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