He that wrongs a friend Wrongs himself more, and ever bears about A silent court of justice in his breast, Himself the judge and jury, and himself The prisoner at the bar ever condemned.
Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
Contributed by: Zaady
Little flower, but if I could understand, what you are, root and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
The shell must break before the bird can fly.
A daughter of the gods, divinely tall, And most divinely fair.
Source: A Dream of Fair Women. Stanza xxii.
And o'er the hills, and far away Beyond their utmost purple rim, Beyond the night, across the day, Thro' all the world she follow'd him.
Source: The Day-Dream. The Departure, iv.
Broad based upon her people's will, And compassed by the inviolate sea.
Source: To the Queen
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Source: Line 21.
And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
Source: Memoriam, 1850, line 23,
As she fled fast through sun and shade The happy winds upon her play'd, Blowing the ringlet from the braid.
Source: Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere.
Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.
Source: The Two Voices, 1832
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