Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime. Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes From Alfred Lord Tennyson ...and our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips. Alfred Lord Tennyson philosophical touching together Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power. Alfred Lord Tennyson leadership positive knowledge A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies. Alfred Lord Tennyson truth-is half lying And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind. Alfred Lord Tennyson cells men years I loved you, and my love had no return, Alfred Lord Tennyson i-loved-you return life Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes. Alfred Lord Tennyson tired music lying He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more. Alfred Lord Tennyson friendship Sweet is true love though given in vain, in vain; Alfred Lord Tennyson sweet life art What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul. Alfred Lord Tennyson flower spiritual jesus In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past. Alfred Lord Tennyson eternity past The same words conceal and declare the thoughts of men. Alfred Lord Tennyson men The mighty hopes that make us men. Alfred Lord Tennyson hope men I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair. Alfred Lord Tennyson despair action worry Ah, Christ, that it were possible, For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be. Alfred Lord Tennyson soul might christ So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be. Alfred Lord Tennyson philosophical ambition work The voice of the dead was a living voice to me. Alfred Lord Tennyson voice Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again Alfred Lord Tennyson true-love pain grief I found Him in the shining of the stars. Alfred Lord Tennyson stars shining found Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer. Alfred Lord Tennyson storm prayer heaven Tis held that sorrow makes us wise. Alfred Lord Tennyson sorrow wise
