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TENNYSON. (2) - ZaunköniG - 15.07.2007 1. His brows were circled by a wreath of bays, The symbol of the bard's well-earned renown — Upon his head more regal than the crown Of kings. For he by his immortal lays Is King among the poets of these days. And far and wide where'er our mother-tongue Is known, his wingèd lines are read and sung In crowded cities and in green by-ways. What could his country give that he had not? Fame, wealth, love's best companionship he had. And, blown across the seas, no lonely spot Of our far West but felt the effluence glad Borne to our hearts as from ethereal fire In the rich music of his English lyre. 2. HOW grand he would have stood, had he declined The needless coronet he donned, as though Its gilt could heighten his proud aureole's glow. But downward he has stepped, a seat to find — Not with the lords of that imperial kind Whose simple manhood, fed by love and truth, Found far from monarchs' courts perennial youth In the ideal gardens of the mind; — But in a throng of blank nobilities In outward fellowship of lip and eye — Of empty forms and hollow courtesies; Thou art become as one of us — they cry. Another shape than thine must now be worn. Son of the morning — how thy beams are shorn! |