A Bit of Poetry with Dr. O | "Tears, Idle Tears" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Join us as Dr. Orrick analyzes the poem "Tears, Idle Tears" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,
That brings our friends up from the underworld,
Sad as the last which reddens over one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;
So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns
The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds
To dying ears, when unto dying eyes
The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;
So sad, so strange, the days that are no more.
Dear as remember'd kisses after death,
And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd
On lips that are for others; deep as love,
Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;
O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
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Hosted by Dr. Jim Orrick
Videography and Editing by Joel Bryan
"Tears, Idle Tears" lyrics by Alfred, Lord Tennyson, melody by Dr. Jim Orrick
“Violin Concerto no. 4” by Mozart
Title card designed by Jane Bryan
Bullitt Lick Baptist Church, 2020

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What a treat on this Lord's Day to hear my old pastor sing again. I'm really enjoying this series!

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