The Splender Falls
The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying Blow, bugle; answers, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying; Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying ,dying
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"The splendor falls on castle walls..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Alfred Lord Tennyson delivers a powerful performance in "The Splender Falls"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...