More black than ash-buds in the front of March.
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
Source: The Gardener's Daughter.
Contributed by: Zaady
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.
Of love that never found his earthly close, What sequel? Streaming eyes and breaking hearts; Or all the same as if he had not been?
Source: Love and Duty.
Oh good gray head which all men knew!
Source: Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 4.
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.
Here at the quiet limit of the world.
His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
Source: Idylls of the King. Launcelot and Elaine.
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