Like a dog, he hunts in dreams.
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
Source: Line 79.
Contributed by: Zaady
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.
Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.
Source: Line 117.
More black than ash-buds in the front of March.
Source: The Gardener's Daughter.
O love! O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
Source: Fatima. Stanza 3.
O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine!
Source: The Daisy. Stanza 1.
I waited for the train at Coventry; I hung with grooms and porters on the bridge, To watch the three tall spires; and there I shaped The city's ancient legend into this.
I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
Source: Line 168.
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