Lord Alfred Tennyson

1809 - 1892

A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON

But oh for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: Break, break, break.

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on death and reason

Some one had blunder'd: Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: Stanza 2.

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on fighting, lies, and truth

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.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: The Grandmother

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on poets, sorrow, and truth

This is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON

O damned vacillating state!

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: Supposed Confessions, 1830, last line

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on death

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All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: The Charge of the Light Brigade. Stanza 1.

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on kindness

Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: The Two Voices, 1832

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on control, knowledge, life, power, self-control, and self-knowledge

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,- These three alone lead life to sovereign power.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Source: Oenone.

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on silence

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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

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A Quote by Alfred, Lord TENNYSON on death, desires, fatherhood, foolishness, and youth

Do we indeed desire the dead Should still be near us at our side ? Is there no baseness we would hide ? No inner vileness that we dread ? How many a father have I seen A sober man, among his boys Whose youth was full of foolish noise.

Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

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