i know tennyson is old stuff and whatever i used to have an obsession with old poetry not anymore but still just remembered this poem and it still beautiful and doesnβt rhyme
master of meter, style, and sadness i dont read or write anymore but was always inspired by his works even if they are old or outdated. wrote probably the greatest lyrical poems in the English language like break break break, the oak, crossing the bar, tears idle tears, ulysses, the lady of shallot, the lotos eaters etc⦠also used to love keats, lord byron, edmund spenser, swinburne, manley hopkins, dryden, Milton, and my second favorite poet is probably ae housman
first poem i loved and kept with me as a ripe 7th grader. read over and over to the point where it plays in my head, little things will remind me of it - foggy nights in the city or the ocean in winter or pondering my own mortality - and lines come flowing back others stuck in my noggin include style by charles bukowski and the sunflower sutra by allen ginsberg. at this point i can probably recite a good number of billy collins works bc ive listened to the recorded album "the best cigarette" approximately 500 times
