1. Alfred, Lord Tennyson
  2. queen
Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere

Like souls that balance joy and pain,
With tears and smiles from heaven again
The maiden Spring upon the plain
Came in a sun-lit fall of rain.
      In crystal vapor everywhere
Blue isles of heaven laughed between,
And far, in forest-deeps unseen,...

Poet: Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The May Queen

You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;
To-morrow ’ll be the happiest time of all the glad new-year,—
Of all the glad new-year, mother, the maddest, merriest day;
For I ’m to be Queen o’ the May, mother, I ’m to be Queen o’ the May.

There ’s...

Poet: Alfred, Lord Tennyson