Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
''“Tis better to have loved and lostAlfred Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam
Than never to have loved at all.” ''
''“HopeAlfred Lord Tennyson
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
Whispering it will be happier...”''
''“Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,Alfred Lord Tennyson
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.” ''
''“Though much is taken, much abides; and thoughAlfred Lord Tennyson, Idylls of the King and a Selection of Poems
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.” ''
''“Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.” ''Alfred Lord Tennyson
''“Once in a golden hourAlfred Lord Tennyson, The Complete Works of Alfred Tennyson
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.”''
''“Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?” ''Alfred Lord Tennyson
''“The words far, far away had always a strange charm.” ''Alfred Lord Tennyson
''“Come friends, its not too late to seek a newer world.” ''Alfred Lord Tennyson
''“Theirs not to reason why,Alfred Lord Tennyson
Theirs but to do and die” ''
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It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
I cannot rest from travel; I will drink
Life to the lees. All times I have enjoy'd
Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with those
That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when
Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea. I am become a name;
For always roaming with a hungry heart
Much have I seen and known,-- cities of men ...
Excerpt from "Maud"
She is coming, my own, my sweet;
Were it ever so airy a tread,
My heart would hear her and beat,
Were it earth in an earthy bed;
My dust would hear her and beat,
Had I lain for a century dead,
Would start and tremble under her feet,
And blossom in purple and red.