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Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Go not, happy...
Go not, happy day,
From the shining fields,
Go not, happy day,
Till the maiden...
God's finger touched...
God's finger touched him, and he slept.
Source: In Memoriam, 85 (Note: the stanza...
Every moment dies...
Every moment dies a man, Every moment one is born.
Source: 'The Vision of...
He will hold...
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force,
Something better than his dog, a little...
Half a league,...
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six...
Gorgonised me from...
Gorgonised me from head to foot,
With a stony British stare.
Source: Maud, pt....
Guard your roving...
Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dialer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly...
For now I...
For now I see the true old times are dead,
When every morning brought a noble chance,
And every chance brought...
Heard the heavens...
Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rained a ghastly dew
From the nations' airy navies grappling in the...
He makes no...
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
Source: Idylls of the King, 'Lancelot and...
Happy he<br>With such...
Happy he
With such a mother! faith in womankind
Beats with his blood.
Source:...
Her eyes are...
Her eyes are homes of silent prayer.
Source: In Memoriam, 32 (Note: the stanza...
God made Himself...
God made Himself an awful rose of dawn.
Source: The Village of Sin, 3; also last...
Her tears fell...
Her tears fell with the dews at even;
Her tears fell ere the dews were dried.
His honour rooted...
His honour rooted in dishonour stood,
And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
He clasps the...
He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The...
Here at the...
Here at the quiet limit of the world,
A white-haired shadow roaming like a dream
The ever-silent spaces of the...
God made the...
God made the woman for the man,
And for the good and increase of the world.
Hold thou the...
Hold thou the good: define it well:
For fear divine philosophy
Should push beyond her mark and be
Procuress...
Home they brought...
Home they brought her warrior dead.
She nor swoon'd, nor utter'd cry:
All her maidens, watching said,
'She...