Love and Sorrow –
Poem by Tennyson
O maiden, fresher than the first green
leaf
With which the fearful springtide
flecks the lea,
Weep not, Almeida, that I said to thee
That thou hast half my heart, for
bitter grief
Doth hold the other half in sovranty.
Thou art my heart's sun in love's
crystalline:
Yet on both sides at once thou canst
not shine:
Thine is the bright side of my heart,
and thine
My heart's day, but the shadow of my
heart,
Issue of its own substance, my heart's
night
Thou canst not lighten even with thy
light,
All powerful in beauty as thou art.
Almeida, if my heart were
substanceless,
Then might thy rays pass thro' to the
other side,
So swiftly, that they nowhere would
abide,
But lose themselves in utter
emptiness.
Half-light, half-shadow, let my spirit
sleep
They never learnt to love who never knew
to weep.
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