Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Tennyson, 1st Baron Tennyson, FRSwas Poet Laureate of Great Britain and Ireland during much of Queen Victoria's reign and remains one of the most popular British poets...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth6 August 1809
spring blow air
Earth is dry to the center, But spring, a new comer, A spring rich and strange, Shall make the winds blow Round and round, Thro' and thro' , Here and there, Till the air And the ground Shall be fill'd with life anew.
military conquer arise
Arise, go forth, and conquer as of old.
inspirational motivational giving
God gives us love, someone to love he lends us.
i-miss-you missing-you goodbye
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
moving good-luck shoes
And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck Shall fling her old shoe after.
knowledge men her-beauty
Who loves not Knowledge? Who shall rail Against her beauty? May she mix With men and prosper! Who shall fix Her pillars? Let her work prevail.
nature wall spring
Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower-but if I could understand What you are, root and all, all in all, I should know what God and man is.
kings deer speak
Follow the deer? Follow the Christ the King. Live pure, speak true,right wrong, Follow the King-- Else, wherefore born?
sick shadow half
I am half-sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott.
mirrors cracks sides
The mirror crack'd from side to side "The curse has come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott
hate heart men
I came in haste with cursing breath, And heart of hardest steel; But when I saw thee cold in death, I felt as man should feel. For when I look upon that face, That cold, unheeding, frigid brown, Where neither rage nor fear has place, By Heaven! I cannot hate thee now!
weed clothes cold
In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold
ants sun gleam
What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns?
lying half truth-is
A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.