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
life flower passion
There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, "She is late;" The larkspur listens, "I hear; I hear;" And the lily whispers, "I wait."
sweet flower blow
And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.
running flower may
Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed.
women flower simple
A simple maiden in her flower, Is worth a hundred coats of arms.
flower wells seasons
Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade.
life flower white
Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.
spiritual jesus flower
What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
summer flower fall
Lo! sweeten'd with the summer light, The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow, Drops in a silent autumn night. All its allotted length of days The flower ripens in its place, Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil, Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.
running wall flower
Willows whiten, aspens quiver, little breezes dusk and shiver, thro' the wave that runs forever by the island in the river, flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls and four gray towers, overlook a space of flowers, and the silent isle imbowers, the Lady of Shalott.
weed flower earth
Once in a golden hour, I cast to earth a seed, And up there grew a flower, That others called a weed.
life flower white
The white flower of a blameless life.
wall flower space
Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
nature flower hours
If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour?
flower learning weight
Wearing all that weight Of learning lightly like a flower.