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Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Not with blinded...
Not with blinded eyesight poring over miserable books.
Source: Locksley Hall.
--...
So I triumphed...
So I triumphed ere my passion, sweeping thro' me, left me dry,
Left me with the palsied heart, and left me with the...
Peace; come away:...
Peace; come away: we do him wrong
To sing so wildly: let us go.
Source: In...
Our Playwright may...
Our Playwright may show
In some fifth Act what this wild drama means.
Source:...
Ring out the...
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Source:...
Nourishing a youth...
Nourishing a youth sublime
With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of...
Such a one...
Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was to love.
Source: Locksley Hall.
--...
Queen rose of...
Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
Source: Maud, Pt I. xxii. 9
--...
Our echoes roll...
Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Source: The...
Round thee with...
Round thee with the breeze of song
To stir a little praise of dust.
Source: In...
Now lies the...
Now lies the Earth all Dana? to the stars.
Source: The Princess, VII, second...
Tears, idle tears,...
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine...
Ring out the...
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring...
Our little systems...
Our little systems have their day;
They have their day and cease to be;
They are but broken lights of...
Shadows of three...
Shadows of three dead men and thou wast one of the three.
Source: In the Garden at...
O mother Ida,...
O mother Ida, many-fountained Ida,
Dear mother Ida, harken ere I die.
Source:...
Tears, idle tears,/I...
Tears, idle tears,/I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair,
Rise in the heart and...
Ringed with the...
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain...
Riflemen, Riflemen, Riflemen...
Riflemen, Riflemen, Riflemen form!
Source: Riflemen Form!
-- Alfred, Lord...
Sink me the...
Sink me the ship, Master Gunner - sink her, split her in twain!
Fall into the hands of God, not into the hands of...