Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
Source: Line 117.
Contributed by: Zaady
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.
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.
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew.
Here at the quiet limit of the world.
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