He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
Source: Line 49.
Contributed by: Zaady
But the jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honour feels.
Source: Line 105.
But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Source: Break, break, break.
Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others; deep as love,- Deep as first love, and wild with all regret. Oh death in life, the days that are no more!
Source: Line 36.
Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
Source: The Poet.
Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null.
Source: Maud. Part i. ii.
For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid.
Source: Recollections of the Arabian Nights.
For men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, But women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
Source: Idylls of the King, Merlin and Vivien
For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Source: The Brook.
For now the poet cannot die, Nor leave his music as of old, But round him ere he scarce be cold Begins the scandal and the cry.
Source: To ———, after reading a Life and Letters.
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