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
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
dark men race
Let me go: take back thy gift: Why should a man desire in any way To vary from the kindly race of men, Or pass beyond the goal of ordinance Where all should pause, as is most meet for all? ...Why wilt thou ever scare me with thy tears, And make me tremble lest a saying learnt, In days far-off, on that dark earth, be true? ‘The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.’ - Tithonus
dream dark men
The dream Dreamed by a happy man, when the dark East, Unseen, is brightening to his bridal morn.
darkness beam grows
A beam in darkness: let it grow.
love lying darkness
He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.
dark negativity chance
If I make dark my countenance, I shut my life from happier chance.
He makes no friends who never made a foe.
true-love pain grief
Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again
life dream men
My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.
inspirational new-year years
Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
spiritual real believe
You may tell me that my hand and foot are only imaginary symbols of my existence. I could believe you, but you never, never can convince me that the I is not an eternal reality, and that the spiritual is not the true and real part of me.
ignorance long naked
Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
climbing mud evolution
Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good, And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud.
beautiful voice silence
Silence, beautiful voice.