And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech. Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes From Alfred Lord Tennyson All is well, tho' faith and form Alfred Lord Tennyson form fear night Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good, Alfred Lord Tennyson mud climbing science She has a lovely face; Alfred Lord Tennyson lovely grace faces In the afternoon they came unto a land Alfred Lord Tennyson land air dream All Life needs for life is possible to will. Alfred Lord Tennyson life-is needs The woman's cause is man's. They rise or sink Together. / Dwarf'd or godlike, bound or free; miserable, / How shall men grow? - Let her be / All that not harms distinctive womanhood. Alfred Lord Tennyson dwarves together men Virtue must shape itself in deed. Alfred Lord Tennyson virtue shapes deeds The smell of violets, hidden in the green, Pour'd back into my empty soul and frame The times when I remembered to have been Joyful and free from blame. Alfred Lord Tennyson smell green soul Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths. Alfred Lord Tennyson deep-love depth life A simple maiden in her flower, Is worth a hundred coats of arms. Alfred Lord Tennyson women flower simple Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade. Alfred Lord Tennyson fades wells flower Nor at all can tell Whether I mean this day to end myself, Or lend an ear to Plato where he says, That men like soldiers may not quit the post Allotted by the Gods. Alfred Lord Tennyson plato men mean I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time. Alfred Lord Tennyson heirs age time I know that age to age succeeds, Blowing a noise of tongues and deeds, A dust of systems and of creeds. Alfred Lord Tennyson dust deeds age She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott. Alfred Lord Tennyson loyal knights Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change. Alfred Lord Tennyson change inspirational science The woods are hush'd, their music is no more; The leaf is dead, the yearning past away; New leaf, new life--the days of frost are o'er; New life, new love, to suit the newer day: New loves are sweet as those that went before: Free love--free field--we love but while we may. Alfred Lord Tennyson fields sweet past On all things created remaineth the half-effaced signature of God, Somewhat of fair and good, though blotted by the finger of corruption. Alfred Lord Tennyson signatures half god Name and fame! to fly sublime Through the courts, the camps, the schools Is to be the ball of Time, Bandied in the hands of fools. Alfred Lord Tennyson names hands school Shall the hag Evil die with the child of Good, Or propagate again her loathèd kind, Thronging the cells of the diseased mind, Hateful with hanging cheeks, a withered brood, Though hourly pastured on the salient blood? Alfred Lord Tennyson cells children blood
