Xxx

=Sonnet=

[Published in the Yorkshire Literary Annual for 1832. Edited by C.F. Edgar, London: Longman and Co. Reprinted in the Athenæum, 4 May, 1867.]

There are three things that fill my heart with sighs And steep my soul in laughter (when I view Fair maiden forms moving like melodies), Dimples, roselips, and eyes of any hue.

There are three things beneath the blessed skies For which I live--black eyes, and brown and blue; I hold them all most dear; but oh! black eyes, I live and die, and only die for you.

Of late such eyes looked at me--while I mused At sunset, underneath a shadowy plane In old Bayona, nigh the Southern Sea-- From an half-open lattice looked at me.

I saw no more only those eyes--confused And dazzled to the heart with glorious pain.

=Poems, 1833=

[The poems numbered XXXI-XXXIX were published in the 1832 volume (Poems by Alfred Tennyson. London: Edward Moxon, 94 New Bond Street. MDCCCXXXIII; published December, 1832), and were thereafter suppressed.]