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Break, Break, Break

Break, Break, Break

  

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Analysis: Steaminess Rating

Exactly how steamy is this poem?

G

Sorry, but there is absolutely no sex in this poem. It's about a guy standing by the ocean thinking about how much he misses his dead friend. If you want a sexier Victorian poem, we suggest you try out "Goblin Market" by Christina Rossetti.