God gives us love. Something to love He lends us; but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
Source: To J. S.
Contributed by: Zaady
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Source: Line 49.
But oh for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!
Source: Break, break, break.
Some one had blunder'd: Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die.
Source: Stanza 2.
That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outright, But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to fight.
Source: The Grandmother
This is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.
O damned vacillating state!
Source: Supposed Confessions, 1830, last line
All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred.
Source: The Charge of the Light Brigade. Stanza 1.
Across the walnuts and the wine.
Source: The Miller's Daughter.
Be near me when my light is low.
Source: Memoriam, 1850
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