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Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long…

“Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more - Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but…” quote by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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“Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more - Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the bald street breaks the blank day.”

Alfred Lord Tennyson

About This Quote

This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.

The speaker feels restless and haunted by longing, waiting for connection that never arrives.

In simple terms: Loneliness and yearning in a desolate setting.

Key Takeaway

Seek meaningful connection, not endless waiting.

Themes

loneliness yearning waiting

Mood

melancholy reflective poetic

Type

literary emotional

When to use this quote

  • urban isolation
  • nighttime walks
  • creative block

Key Concepts

existential dread unrequited love

Questions to Reflect On

  • What does the speaker truly desire?
  • How can one break cycles of waiting?
A Different Perspective

The longing may be romanticized, ignoring practical steps to change circumstances.

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