Lyric Poem · Life

Move Eastward, Happy Earth

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Move eastward, happy earth, and leave

Yon orange sunset waning slow:

From fringes of the faded eve,

O, happy planet, eastward go:

Till over thy dark shoulder glow

Thy silver sister world, and rise

To glass herself in dewey eyes

That watch me from the glen below.

Ah, bear me with thee, lightly borne,

Dip forward under starry light,

And move me to my marriage-morn,

And round again to happy night.

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Poem: Move Eastward, Happy Earth
Poet: Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Length: 12 lines
Form: Lyric Poem
Themes: Life

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Shape: 12 lines · 2 stanzas of 4–8 lines
Line length: Mostly 8-syllable lines (tetrameter length).

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Author record: Alfred, Lord Tennyson1809–1892
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