In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit Mdcccxxxiii: Part 019

Alfred Lord Tennyson

The Danube to the Severn gave
  The darken’d heart that beat no more;
  They laid him by the pleasant shore,
And in the hearing of the wave.

There twice a day the Severn fills;
  That salt sea-water passes by,
  And hushes half the babbling Wye,
And makes a silence in the hills.

The Wye is hush’d nor moved along,
  And hush’d my deepest grief of all,
  When fill’d with tears that cannot fall,
I brim with sorrow drowning song.

The tide flows down, the wave again
  Is vocal in its wooded walls;
  My deeper anguish also falls,
And I can speak a little then.

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