The splendor falls on castle-walls...
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The splendor falls on castle-walls... - meaning Summary
Echoes of Transfiguring Love
Tennyson’s lyric presents a twilight scene where splendour moving across castles, lakes, and cliffs is echoed by bugle calls. The repeated bugle and dying echoes link the outer spectacle with an inner, lasting response: human voices and souls answering one another. The poem contrasts ephemeral natural sound with an enduring spiritual echo, suggesting that love and communal memory persist beyond immediate sensory impressions.
Read Complete AnalysesThe splendor falls on castle-walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
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