I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes From Alfred Lord Tennyson And down I went to fetch my bride: But, Alice, you were ill at ease; This dress and that by turns you tried, Too fearful that you should not please. I loved you better for your fears, I knew you could not look but well; And dews, that would have fall'n in tears, I kiss'd away before they fell. Alfred Lord Tennyson kissing tears fall Man's word is God in man. Alfred Lord Tennyson men His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true. Alfred Lord Tennyson rooted dishonour faith For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid. Alfred Lord Tennyson prime golden Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life; ... 'So careful of the type', but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, 'A thousand types are gone: I care for nothing, all shall go' ... Man, her last work, who seemed so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who rolled the psalm to wintry skies, Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer, Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law- Tho' Nature red in tooth and claw With ravine, shrieked against his creed. Alfred Lord Tennyson nature prayer dream Earth is dry to the centre, Alfred Lord Tennyson air blow spring My mind is clouded with a doubt. Alfred Lord Tennyson clouded doubt mind Forgive my grief for one removed Thy creature whom I found so fair I trust he lives in Thee and there I find him worthier to be loved. Alfred Lord Tennyson forgiving grief found The greater person is one of courtesy. Alfred Lord Tennyson courtesy persons manners So sad, so fresh the days that are no more. Alfred Lord Tennyson so-sad Flower in the crannied wall, Alfred Lord Tennyson wall nature spring Yonder cloud That rises upward always higher, And onward drags a laboring breast, And topples round the dreary west, A looming bastion fringed with fire. Alfred Lord Tennyson west fire clouds It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all. Alfred Lord Tennyson rift music silence He that wrongs a friend Wrongs himself more, and ever bears about A silent court of justice in his breast, Himself the judge and jury, and himself The prisoner at the bar ever condemned. Alfred Lord Tennyson judging justice friendship She sleeps: her breathings are not heard In palace chambers far apart. The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd That lie upon her charmed heart She sleeps: on either hand upswells The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest: She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest. Alfred Lord Tennyson dream heart lying Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart. Alfred Lord Tennyson missing-you i-miss-you goodbye But for the unquiet heart and brain Alfred Lord Tennyson pain heart lying And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck Shall fling her old shoe after. Alfred Lord Tennyson shoes good-luck moving It is unconceivable that the whole Universe was merely created for us who live in this third-rate planet of a third-rate moon. Alfred Lord Tennyson rate planets moon Willows whiten, aspens quiver, little breezes dusk and shiver, thro' the wave that runs forever by the island in the river, flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls and four gray towers, overlook a space of flowers, and the silent isle imbowers, the Lady of Shalott. Alfred Lord Tennyson wall flower running
