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
sweet regret first-love
Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
music lying tired
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
cheer knights space
Who is this? And what is here? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer; And they crossed themselves for fear, All the Knights at Camelot; But Lancelot mused a little space He said, "She has a lovely face; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.
art dark two
So I find every pleasant spot In which we two were wont to meet, The field, the chamber, and the street, For all is dark where thou art not
night years dying
The year is dying in the night.
strange far-away charm
The words 'far, far away' had always a strange charm.
work philosophical ambition
So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
change dream heart
Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
rights conflict dare
What rights are those that dare not resist for them?
brother men littles
We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother's shame; however you take it we men are a little breed.
stupid sin
Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.
soldier reason-why reason
Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
kings heart blood
By blood a king, in heart a clown.
noble human-nature
Better not be at all than not be noble.