In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit Mdcccxxxiii: Part 126

Alfred Lord Tennyson

Love is and was my Lord and King,
  And in his presence I attend
  To hear the tidings of my friend,
Which every hour his couriers bring.

Love is and was my King and Lord,
  And will be, tho’ as yet I keep
  Within his court on earth, and sleep
Encompass’d by his faithful guard,

And hear at times a sentinel
  Who moves about from place to place,
  And whispers to the worlds of space,
In the deep night, that all is well.

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