Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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A day may sink or save a realm.
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Yet is there one true line, the pearl of pearls: Man dreams of Fame while woman wakes to love.
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God's finger touched him, and he slept.
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Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
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If you don't concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.
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But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
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Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'
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Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.
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There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, "She is late;" The larkspur listens, "I hear; I hear;" And the lily whispers, "I wait."
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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It is hard to wive and thrive both in a year.
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Love is the only gold.
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Like a dog, he hunts in dreams.
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Yonder cloud That rises upward always higher, And onward drags a laboring breast, And topples round the dreary west, A looming bastion fringed with fire.
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O love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
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Nature is one with rapine, a harm no preacher can heal; The Mayfly is torn by the swallow, the sparrow speared by the shrike, And the whole little wood where I sit is a world of plunder and prey.
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Blow trumpet, for the world is white with May.
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Man is the hunter; women are the game; those sleek and shining creatures of the chase. We hunt them for the beauty of their skins; they love us for it, and we ride them down.
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Wearing all that weight Of learning lightly like a flower.
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
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He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.
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She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room.
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The woods decay, the woods decay and fall.
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We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother's shame; however you take it we men are a little breed.