That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outright, But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to fight. Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson More Quotes From Alfred Lord Tennyson And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech. Alfred Lord Tennyson speech And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons, when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet. Alfred Lord Tennyson mets freedom hands And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Alfred Lord Tennyson voice sound hands The year is dying in the night. Alfred Lord Tennyson dying night years For now the poet cannot die, Nor leave his music as of old, But round him ere he scarce be cold Begins the scandal and the cry. Alfred Lord Tennyson scandal cold music And on her lover's arm she leant, Alfred Lord Tennyson arms life world Where love could walk with banish'd Hope no more. Alfred Lord Tennyson walks life We are self-uncertain creatures, and we may Yea, even when we know not, mix our spites And private hates with our defence of Heaven. Alfred Lord Tennyson hate self heaven Oh good gray head which all men knew! Alfred Lord Tennyson gray men Nor is he the wisest man who never proved himself a fool. Alfred Lord Tennyson wisest-man wisdom men It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew. Alfred Lord Tennyson achilles may happiness Cast all your cares on God; that anchor holds. Alfred Lord Tennyson casts anchors care Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind. Alfred Lord Tennyson kind kindness wind I stood on a tower in the wet, And New Year and Old Year met, And winds were roaring and blowing: And I said, "O years, that meet in tears, Have ye aught that is worth the knowing? Science enough and exploring, Wanderers coming and going, Matter enough for deploring, But aught that is worth the knowing? Alfred Lord Tennyson old-year new-year years What's up is faith, what's down is heresy. Alfred Lord Tennyson heresy Not once or twice in our rough island story, The path of duty was the way to glory. Alfred Lord Tennyson stories islands way Blow trumpet, for the world is white with May. Alfred Lord Tennyson blow white world O last regret, regret can die! Alfred Lord Tennyson dies regret lasts There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills. Alfred Lord Tennyson silence sea water Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove. Alfred Lord Tennyson strong faith jesus
