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Memoriam A. H. H.: 67. When on my bed the moonlight fall

Alfred Lord Tennyson·1809–1891
Lines:16Movement:Victorian
When on my bed the moonlight falls,I know that in thy place of restBy that broad water of the west,There comes a glory on the walls:Thy marble bright in dark appears,As slowly steals a silver flameAlong the letters of thy name,And o'er the number of thy years.The mystic glory swims away;From off my bed the moonlight dies;And closing eaves of wearied eyesI sleep till dusk is dipt in gray: And then I know the mist is drawnA lucid veil from coast to coast,And in the dark church like a ghostThy tablet glimmers to the dawn.