That tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew.
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
Source: Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 4.
Contributed by: Zaady
The long mechanic pacings to and fro, The set, gray life, and apathetic end.
Source: Love and Duty.
Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace! Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul, While the stars burn, the moons increase, And the great ages onward roll.
Source: To J. S.
Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet! Nothing comes to thee new or strange. Sleep full of rest from head to feet; Lie still, dry dust, secure of change.
So dear a life your arms enfold, Whose crying is a cry for gold.
Source: Stanza 24.
Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time Sparkle forever.
Source: Part ii. Line 355.
Like a dog, he hunts in dreams.
Source: Line 79.
Like glimpses of forgotten dreams.
Source: The Two Voices. Stanza cxxvii.
Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
Source: Line 33.
Mastering the lawless science of our law,- That codeless myriad of precedent, That wilderness of single instances.
Source: Aylmer's Field.
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