THE world at large only learned by degrees to appreciate Tennyson's poetry. It was rudely received at first, but gradually its beauty, its sympathy with human emotion, and, as time went on, its wide range and variety, taught us all to realise that a very great poet had taken birth amongst us. Its beauty throughout must appeal to all who have ears for the music of verse in union with intensity of feeling, and delicacy of expression. But some of us in recent years-profiting by current disclosure of much natural truth previously hidden from generations unripe to receive it-have been deeply impressed by unmistakable evidence in some of Tennyson's earlier and many of his later poems, showing that he had already acquired a deep insight into superphysical science, that he must have been in conscious touch with beings evolved far beyond the stage of progress reached by ordinary humanity, that he was, in fact, an Occultist in advance of his time.