Launch your vessel, And crowd your canvas, And, ere it vanishes Over the margin, After it, follow it, FollowThe Gleam. Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes From Alfred Lord Tennyson Nature, so far as in her lies, imitates God. Alfred Lord Tennyson lying Arise, go forth, and conquer as of old. Alfred Lord Tennyson conquer arise military Man is the hunter; women are the game; those sleek and shining creatures of the chase. We hunt them for the beauty of their skins; they love us for it, and we ride them down. Alfred Lord Tennyson hunting games men There's no glory like those who save their country. Alfred Lord Tennyson glory country And o'er the hills, and far away Beyond their utmost purple rim, Beyond the night, across the day, Thro' all the world she follow'd him. Alfred Lord Tennyson purple night world Faith is believing what we cannot prove. Alfred Lord Tennyson proof prove believe . . . More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheeps or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Not only for themselves but for those who call them friend? For so this whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God. Alfred Lord Tennyson prayer dream life Ah, why Should life all labour be? Alfred Lord Tennyson labour should life That which we are, we are. Alfred Lord Tennyson So dear a life your arms enfold, Whose crying is a cry for gold. Alfred Lord Tennyson arms gold life Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. Alfred Lord Tennyson poetry war death There rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go. Alfred Lord Tennyson sea clouds science Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone: And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky. Alfred Lord Tennyson morning love moving O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine! Alfred Lord Tennyson orange land love Come, my friends Tis not too late to seek a newer world Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die Alfred Lord Tennyson sunset stars order There is always change, bad customs pass and give way to better ones. Alfred Lord Tennyson tradition giving way The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after many summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world. Alfred Lord Tennyson summer death lying What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns? Alfred Lord Tennyson gleam ants sun I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. Alfred Lord Tennyson soul house ease Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time Sparkle forever. Alfred Lord Tennyson jewels time long
