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Alfred, Lord Tennyson
With a little...
With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daughter's heart.
Source: Locksley...
Whatever crazy sorrow...
Whatever crazy sorrow saith,
No life that breathes with human breath
Has ever truly longed for...
Wielder of the...
Wielder of the stateliest measure ever moulded by the lips of man.
Source: To...
Time driveth onward...
Time driveth onward fast,
And in a little while our lips are dumb.
Let us alone. What is it that will...
What rights are...
What rights are those that dare not resist for them?
Source: In
You must wake...
You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;
To-morrow 'ill be the happiest time of all the glad...
Who is wise...
Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
Source: In
Yet I doubt...
Yet I doubt not thro' the ages one increasing purpose runs,
And the thoughts of men are widened with the process of...
To rust unburnished,...
To rust unburnished, not to shine in use.
Source: Ulysses, 23
-- Alfred, Lord...
Who never sold...
Who never sold the truth to serve the hour,
Nor paltered with eternal God for power.
Knowledge comes, but...
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
Source: Locksley Hall, 143.
-- Alfred, Lord...
Words, like nature,...
Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
Source: In The...
Things seen are...
Things seen are mightier than things heard.
Source: Enoch Arden.
-- Alfred, Lord...
Tis better to...
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Source: In...
The world which...
The world which credits what is done
Is cold to all that might have been.
Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control;...
Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign...
Knowledge comes, but...
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and bears a laden breast
Full of sad experience, moving toward the stillness...
The shell must...
The shell must break before the bird can fly.
Source: In Webster's Electronic...
Faultily faultless, icily...
Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more.
My strength is...
My strength is as the strength of ten,
Because my heart is pure.
Source: Sir...