Blow, Bugle, Blow

by Alfred Lord Tennyson — a poem card from Justes Mots

A lyrical meditation on natural splendor and echo, celebrating the beauty of castle walls, lakes, and mountains while invoking the magical horns of Elfland. The poem's repeated refrain of echoes dying away creates a sense of longing and romantic yearning, suggesting that love transcends physical distance through resonating connection. Ideal for romantic or contemplative greeting cards.

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,…

Themes: birthday · friendship · encouragement · love