XI

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson · (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of Tomorrow

How-an-iver they laid this body they foun' an the grass

Be the chapel-door, an' the people 'ud see it that wint in to mass—

But a frish gineration had riz, an' most of the ould was few,

An' I didn't know him meself, an' none of the parish knew.

#alfred lord tennyson #anonymity #death #generational change #rural community

Related poems →

More by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Read "XI" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. One of the best and most popular poems on The Poet's Place. Discover more trending, inspiring, and beautiful poetry by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.