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Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Trust that those...
Trust that those we call the dead
Are breathers of an ampler day.
Source: In...
Thou madest man,...
Thou madest man, he knows not why.
Source: In Memoriam, Prologue
-- Alfred, Lord...
Upon the middle...
Upon the middle of the night.
Waking she heard the night-fowl crow.
Source:...
The woods decay,...
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall,
The vapours weep their burthen to the ground,
Man comes and tills the...
Twilight and evening...
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;...
Two godlike faces...
Two godlike faces gazed below;
Plato the wise and large-browed Verulam,
The first of those who...
Thou shalt hear...
Thou shalt hear the `Never, never', whispered by the phantom years.
Source:...
Wearing the white...
Wearing the white flower of a blameless life.
Source: Idylls of the King,...
There rolls the...
There rolls the deep where grew the tree.
Source: In Memoriam, 123 (Note: the...
We are not...
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal...
Wearing all that...
Wearing all that weight
Of learning lightly like a flower.
Source: In Memoriam,...
Tis held that...
Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.
Source: In Memoriam, CXIII
-- Alfred, Lord...
What does little...
What does little birdie say
In her nest at peep of day?
Source: Song
--...
Thro' scudding drifts...
Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea.
Source: Ulysses,...
We be all...
We be all good Englishmen.
Let us bang these dogs of Seville, the children of the devil,
For I never turned my...
Willows whiten, aspens...
Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro' the wave that runs for ever
By the island...
To reverence the...
To reverence the King, as if he were
Their conscience, and their conscience as their King,
To break the heathen...
What hope of...
What hope of answer or redress?
Behind the veil, behind the veil.
Source: In...
Thy voice is...
Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums,
That beat to battle where he stands.
We have children,...
We have children, we have wives,
And the Lord hath spared our lives.
We will make the Spaniard promise, if we...