Lyric Poem · Love
In Memoriam 7: Dark house, by which once more I stand
Dark house, by which once more I stand
Here in the long unlovely street,
Doors, where my heart was used to beat
So quickly, waiting for a hand,
A hand that can be clasp'd no more —
Behold me, for I cannot sleep,
And like a guilty thing I creep
At earliest morning to the door.
He is not here; but far away
The noise of life begins again,
And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain
On the bald street breaks the blank day.
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Quick facts
- Poem
- In Memoriam 7: Dark house, by which once more I stand
- Poet
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
- Length
- 12 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem
- Themes
- Love, Dreams & Sleep
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- Shape
- 12 lines · one 12-line stanza
- Line length
- Mostly 8-syllable lines (tetrameter length).
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- Author record
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson1809–1892
- Source record
- PoetryDBIn Memoriam 7: Dark house, by which once more I stand by alfred-lord-tennyson, PoetryDB transcription
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- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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- Editorial handling
- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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