Alfred, Lord Tennyson Home Poems Poets Alfred, Lord Tennyson Poems Break, Break, Break by Alfred Tennyson Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O sea! Crossing the Bar by Alfred Tennyson Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! In Memoriam A.H.H. by Alfred Tennyson Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: Locksley Hall by Alfred Tennyson Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn. The Charge of the Light Brigade by Alfred Tennyson Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, The Eagle by Alfred Tennyson He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, The Lady of Shalott by Alfred Tennyson On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, The Lady of Shalott (1843 version) by Alfred Tennyson On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, Ulysses by Alfred Tennyson It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags,