Lyric Poem · Death & Loss
The Princess: A Medley: Home they Brought her Warrior Dead
Home they brought her warrior dead:
She nor swoon'd nor utter'd cry:
All her maidens, watching, said,
"She must weep or she will die."
Then they praised him, soft and low,
Call'd him worthy to be loved,
Truest friend and noblest foe;
Yet she neither spoke nor moved.
Stole a maiden from her place,
Lightly to the warrior stepped,
Took the face-cloth from the face;
Yet she neither moved nor wept.
Rose a nurse of ninety years,
Set his child upon her knee —
Like summer tempest came her tears —
"Sweet my child, I live for thee."
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Quick facts
- Poem
- The Princess: A Medley: Home they Brought her Warrior Dead
- Poet
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
- Length
- 16 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem
- Themes
- Death & Loss, Sad, Nature
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- Shape
- 16 lines · 2 stanzas of 4–12 lines
- Line length
- Mostly 7-syllable lines.
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- Author record
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson1809–1892
- Source record
- PoetryDBThe Princess: A Medley: Home they Brought her Warrior Dead by alfred-lord-tennyson, PoetryDB transcription
- Display decision
- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
- Publication record
- Not recorded in the imported source
- Text fingerprint
- SHA-256 bb45b303b5243919…
- Editorial handling
- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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