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The Splendour Falls on Castle Walls

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.)

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