Oh good gray head which all men knew!
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
Source: Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 4.
Contributed by: Zaady
Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed.
Source: The Flower.
Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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.
His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
Source: Idylls of the King. Launcelot and Elaine.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use,- As tho' to breathe were life!
Source: Ulysses.
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