The Splendour Falls on Castle Walls
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Analysis: Steaminess Rating
Exactly how steamy is this poem?
Shmoopers, there's not a lot of sex happening here. The speaker is alone in the mountains, watching a sunset. (Yes, this would be a great spot to take a date, but he seems to be alone—apart from the mysterious bugler—at the time the poem is taking place.)