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
single air self
But while I breathe Heaven's air and Heaven looks down on me, And smiles at my best meanings, I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul.
stupid sin
Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.
music singing pipe
I do but sing because I must; and pipe but as the linnets sing.
fire-within sin save-me
I am on fire within. There comes no murmur of reply. What is it that will take away my sin, And save me lest I die?
song wings singing
Short swallow-flights of song, that dip Their wings in tears, and skim away.
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.
gratitude grateful cells
My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.