Translate

Aspiration Four: Read more poetry.

Pick the scenic routes you wish to travel and pack poetry relevant to the places you intend to visit so that you can ponder, reflect and create appropriate pauses as you journey. Not all of our properties have poems actually dedicated to them but Helen’s Tower in Bangor, Co. Down formed the inspiration for two beautiful poems. Imagine gifting these poems to a loved one as a special clue for a surprise trip you have planned for them. Is an enchanting three-storey tower that sleeps two, not as romantic as it gets? Find out all the glorious detail about Helen’s Tower and hopefully take a moment to enjoy the poems below.

HELEN’S TOWER by ALFRED TENNYSON

HELEN’S TOWER, here I stand,

Dominant over sea and land.

Son’s love built me and I hold

Mother’s love in letter’d gold. Love is 

in and out of time,

I am mortal stone and lime.

Would my granite girth were strong

As either love, to last as long

I should wear my crown entire

To and thro’ the Doomsday fire,

And be found of angel eyes

In earth’s recurring Paradise.

———-

HELEN’S TOWER by ROBERT BROWNING

 

Who hears of Helen’s Tower,

may dream perchance

How the Greek Beauty from the 

Scaean Gate

Gazed on old friends unanimous in

hate,

Death-doomd because of her fair countenance.

Hearts would leap otherwise, at thy

advance,

Lady, to whom this Tower is

consecrate!

Like hers, thy face once made all

eyes elate,

Yet, unlike hers, was blessd by every 

glance.

 

The Tower of Hate is outworn, far 

and strange:

A transitory shame of long ago,

It dies into the sand from which it

sprang;

But thine, Loves rock-built Tower,

shall fear no change:

Gods self laid stable earths

foundations so,

When all the morning-stars together

sang.