Suppressed Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson — A Dream of Fair Women

As when a man, that sails in a balloon, Downlooking sees the solid shining ground Stream from beneath him in the broad blue noon, Tilth, hamlet, mead and mound: And takes his flags and waves them to the mob That shout below, all faces turned to where Glows rubylike the far-up crimson globe, Filled with a finer air: So, lifted high, the poet at his will Lets the great world flit from him, seeing all, Higher thro' secret splendours mounting still, Self-poised, nor fears to fall.

Hearing apart the echoes of his fame.

While I spoke thus, the seedsman, Memory, Sowed my deep-furrowed thought with many a name Whose glory will not die.

=Miscellaneous Poems and Contributions to Periodicals= =1833-1868= XL

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