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...
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!
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
ancient dying forms modes party purer ring slowly sweeter
Ring out a slowly dying cause,/ And ancient forms of party strife;/ Ring in the nobler modes of life,/ With sweeter manners, purer laws.
across arm cute-love far felt hills round sweet-love waist
And on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old.
edward fatter
Edward Bull/ The curate; he was fatter than his cure.
blind schoolboy
Not the schoolboy heat,/ The blind hysterics of the Celt.
soul
Once he drew-with one long kiss-My whole soul through his lips.
duty path rough twice
Not once or twice in our rough island-story,/ The path of duty was the way to glory.
blinded eyesight miserable
Not with blinded eyesight poring over miserable books.
born city gently
A city clerk, but gently born and bred.
fat great huge lord patron thirty
No little lily-handed Baronet he,/ A great broad-shouldered genial Englishman,/ A lord of fat prize-oxen and of sheep,/ A raiser of huge melons and of pine,/ A patron of some thirty charities.
breath death human life truly
No life that breathes with human breath has ever truly longed for death
call clear evening moaning sea sunset
Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea
aged among barren dole idle laws profits savage unequal unto
It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me