Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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There is always change, bad customs pass and give way to better ones.
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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
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My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.
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And on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old.
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And so the Word had breath, and wrought With human hands the creed of creeds In loveliness of perfect deeds, More strong than all poetic thoughts; Which he may read that binds the sheaf, Or builds the house, or digs the grave, And those wild eyes that watch the waves In roarings round the coral reef.
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The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man, And the man said, "Am I your debtor?" And the Lord--"Not yet: but make it as clean as you can, And then I will let you a better.
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And every winter change to spring.She sleeps: her breathings are not heard In palace chambers far apart. The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd That lie upon her charmed heart She sleeps: on either hand upswells The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest: She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest.
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Like glimpses of forgotten dreams.
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I know that age to age succeeds, Blowing a noise of tongues and deeds, A dust of systems and of creeds.
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A simple maiden in her flower, Is worth a hundred coats of arms.
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If I make dark my countenance, I shut my life from happier chance.
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The bearing and the training of a child Is woman's wisdom.
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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
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Nature, so far as in her lies, imitates God.
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There is no land like England, Where'er the light of day be; There are no hearts like English hearts, Such hearts of oak as they be; There is no land like England, Where'er the light of day be: There are no men like Englishmen, So tall and bold as they be! And these will strike for England, And man and maid be free To foil and spoil the tyrant Beneath the greenwood tree.
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Faith lives in honest doubt.
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And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears!
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Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
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I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
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The thrall in person may be free in soul.
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Red of the Dawn Is it turning a fainter red? so be it, but when shall we lay The ghost of the Brute that is walking and hammering us yet and be free?
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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
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The last great Englishman is low.
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The year is dying in the night.