New-York tribune., 1879-04-14
MIR. TENNYSONS NEW POEM.

The dedicatory ode to the Princess Alice written
bv the Poet Laureate and published in the current
number of The Nineteenth Century, Is as follows:
Dead Princess livi: c Power, If that, which lived
True lie, live On-and If the fatal kiss,
From earthly love and hie-it what we call
The spirit flash not all al once from out
This shadow into SubSancc-tEcn perhaps
FTCm thinc own STATE and All our breadth Of realm
Where Love and Longing dress thy deeds IN light,
Thy soldier brother bridal orangc,9,loom ,
And thine Imperial mother smile again,
Nav send one ray To thee! and who can tell
TAOu-Enelaud's Ensaudloying daughtcr-thon
Diving 80 English thou wouldst have her flag
Borne Oh Thy cOfiu-wherc is he can swear
Nav touch thee while remembering thee, l lay
Al thy pale feet this ballad OF the deeds
OF England and her banner in the Easti
The poem on the defence of Lucknow sets ont
with an apostrophe to the banner of England, which
hoated never with mighter glory than when we
had reared thee on high over the tOpmOst roofs of
beeaguered Lucknow. There then follows de-
scription Of the perllous situation;
Fran were the works that defended tho hold that we
Women and children among US. God help them, our
children and wvesl
Hold il we mghtand for fifteen days or for twenty at
Never surrender, charge you; but every die at
Voice Of tue dead whom loved, our Lawrence the
Cold were his brows when we kiss'd hn-we laid him
Every man die al bis post" and there haid on
Death from their rife bullets and death from their
Death in our inuermost chamber and death slight
barrlCade, ,
we stOopt 10 the spade,
Death to the dylng, aud wounds to the wounded, for
Stirling the hospital wall crashing thro' IT, their shot
and their shell.
bedapgers ofthe garrison from treason, from the
mine Of the "muTdeIOus mole $50 Mr.. TennysOn
describes the SepOy sSppeT-and from shot and shell
and from direct assault
Singing and swayiug all round us, side
Plunges aud heayes at bank that is daily drowned by
the tide
are all skelched in vivid colors. Then the poet
works himself up into keen tension of tragic feel
ing a. his imagination bodies forth the terrible po-
stion Of the BritIsn-awestruck but not cowed by
the dark fate that lowered over them:
Handful oi men as were we were Euglish IN heart
Strong with the strength Of the race to command, to
Each OF Us fought as il nope for the garrison hung but
stni-couid VIC wstch all pontsi we were every day
fewer and fewer.
There was whisper among us, but only whisper that
Children and wlyesf the tigers leap into the fold
Every man die al bis post and the foe may outye us
at last
Better 10 fan by the hands that they IOFe hah 10 la
Into thersl"
And vet the subject race was not altogether tiger
ish for like Abdiel, the Sikh " faithful amid the
faithess stood" and TO him the merted need OF
praise Is generously accorded;
Praise TO our brothers. and let the dark face have
his duel go
ThanEs to the kindly dark faces who fought with u.s.
faithful and few,
Fought in the brayest among us and drove them and
smOte them, aud slew,
That ever upon the topmost roof banner India
blew.
Sad expression is given 70 the bitter truth that
even IN tie case of brave men like tlese 1t Is what
tbey do and not what they suffer that the world
will remember, Their fighting is the smallest OF
their trials What wears them Is being soldiers by
dav and seutinels by nIght-the nCeSSant vigilance
necessitated bv a continuous series of alarms, as
eanits burle warnings and ever the labor of fifty
that had had TO be done by five."
Ever the day with It's tratorOus death from the loop
Ever the night Win It's conless corpse TO be laid in the
Heal Ike the mouth OF hell a deuge of cataract
sktes, IA .---. i.
dies.