Lord Alfred Tennyson
Lord Alfred 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...
knight maiden
A maiden knight - to me is given/ Such hope, I know not fear.
richard sir
At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay.
circle
As on this whirligig of Time/ We circle with the seasons.
downward land
A land of streams! some, like a downward smoke,/ Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go.
The moans of doves in immemorial elms,/ And murmuring of innumerable bees.
call glad happiest mother queen time wake
You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;/ To-morrow 'ill be the happiest time of all the glad New-year;/ Of all the glad New-year, mother, the maddest merriest day;/ For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May.
ancient english gray haunt home order sleep softer twilight
An English home - gray twilight poured/ On dewy pastures, dewy trees,/ Softer than sleep - all things in order stored,/ A haunt of ancient Peace.
english gained greatest hundred lost nor
This is England's greatest son,/ He that gained a hundred fights,/ Nor ever lost an English gun.
beyond bound follow gray human knowledge sinking spirit utmost yearning
This gray spirit yearning in desire/ To follow knowledge like a sinking star,/ Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
die less matter sea
A day less or more/ At sea or ashore,/ We die - does it matter when?
creation divine
One God, one law, one element,/ And one far-off divine event,/ To which the whole creation moves.
fairy nourishing result tales youth
Nourishing a youth sublime/ With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time.
dear fancy hopeless kisses lips others sweet
Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others
cliff farther horns sweet thin
O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland faintly blowing!