Lord Alfred Tennyson

1809 - 1892

A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on cruelty, immortality, lies, quiet, and world

The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after many summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on belief, doubt, faith, honesty, and life

There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON

There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: Part iv. Line 1.

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON

This laurel greener from the brows Of him that utter'd nothing base.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: To the Queen

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on mind, truth, and universe

This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: The Two Voices, 1832

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on losing and love

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never loved at all.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on death

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Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: Line 33.

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on earth

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We are ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: L'Envoi.

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on daughters, heart, and maxims

With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daughter's heart.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: Line 94.

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on heart, peace, sleep, soul, and spirit

Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace! Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul, While the stars burn, the moons increase, And the great ages onward roll.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: To J. S.

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