Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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A day may sink or save a realm.
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And common is the commonplace, And vacant chaff well meant for grain.
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What was once to me mere matter of the fancy now has grown the vast necessity of heart and life.
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
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Ah, Christ, that it were possible, For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
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A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
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O earth, what changes hast thou seen!
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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.
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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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The quiet sense of something lost.
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No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years.
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In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold.
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Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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The woods decay, the woods decay and fall.
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The same words conceal and declare the thoughts of men.
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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 are hush'd, their music is no more; The leaf is dead, the yearning past away; New leaf, new life--the days of frost are o'er; New life, new love, to suit the newer day: New loves are sweet as those that went before: Free love--free field--we love but while we may.
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God's finger touched him, and he slept.
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The time draws near the birth of Christ; The moon is hid; the night is still; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.
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I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none, And never yet so warmly ran my blood, And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wished for end, Full to the banks, close on the prom- ised good.
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Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'
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And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.
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The woman is so hard Upon the woman.