The Poetry Corner

Helens Tower

By Alfred Lord Tennyson

Helens tower, here I stand, Dominant over sea and land. Sons love built me, and I hold Mothers love in letterd gold. Love is in and out of time, I am mortal stone and lime. Would my granite girth were strong As either love, to last as long I should wear my crown entire To and thro the Doomsday fire, And be found of angel eyes In earths recurring Paradise.