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Blow, Bugle, Blow - Written by Alfred Lord Tennyson | A Poem reading

Hello pumpkin, It was a pleaure to have you over at the manor again. One more story has been added to you mental library, and I hope to give you another reading soon. Take care now old bean. Blow, Bugle, Blow, The splendour 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. #poetry #poem #voice_over #reading #poetryreading