Hope smiles on the threshold of the year to come, whispering that it will be happier. Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes From Alfred Lord Tennyson Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more! Alfred Lord Tennyson first-loveregretsweet Oh yet we trust that somehow good will be the final goal of ill! Alfred Lord Tennyson finalsillgoal Follow the deer? Follow the Christ the King. Live pure, speak true,right wrong, Follow the King-- Else, wherefore born? Alfred Lord Tennyson deerspeakkings From yon blue heavens above us bent The gardener Adam and his wife Smile at the claims of long descent. Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood. Alfred Lord Tennyson smilesimpleheart O son, thou hast not true humility, The highest virtue, mother of them all; But her thou hast not know; for what is this? Thou thoughtest of thy prowess and thy sins Thou hast not lost thyself to save thyself. Alfred Lord Tennyson humilitymotherson Sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moans of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. Alfred Lord Tennyson musicvoicesweet I do but sing because I must; and pipe but as the linnets sing. Alfred Lord Tennyson pipesingingmusic The song that nerves a nation's heart is in itself a deed. Alfred Lord Tennyson musicheartsong I am half-sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott. Alfred Lord Tennyson shadowsickhalf With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daughter's heart. Alfred Lord Tennyson daughterheartlittles You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear; To-morrow'll be the happiest time of all the glad New Year,- Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest, merriest day; For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be queen o' the May. Alfred Lord Tennyson new-yearqueensmother The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honor feels. Alfred Lord Tennyson honorhurthelping By shaping some august decree, Alfred Lord Tennyson broadsseapeople Forgive! How many will say, forgive, and find a sort of absolution in the sound to hate a little longer! Alfred Lord Tennyson forgivenessforgivinghate And was the day of my delight As pure and perfect as I say? Alfred Lord Tennyson puredelightperfect I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel For words, like nature, half reveal And half conceal the soul within. But, for the unquiet heart and brain A use measured language lie's The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotic's, numbing pain In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er Like coarsest clothes against the cold But large grief which these enfold Is given in outline and no more. Alfred Lord Tennyson weedpainlying The old order changeth, yielding place to new, and god fulfills himself in many ways, lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Alfred Lord Tennyson orderwayworld I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none, And never yet so warmly ran my blood, And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wished for end, Full to the banks, close on the prom- ised good. Alfred Lord Tennyson homelongblood Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Alfred Lord Tennyson sightlovelife So I find every pleasant spot In which we two were wont to meet, The field, the chamber, and the street, For all is dark where thou art not Alfred Lord Tennyson darktwoart
