Lord Alfred Tennyson quotation
Quotation | Source | Genre |
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Tis better to have loved and lost / Than never to have loved at all | In Memoriam A.H.H. | Poem |
Theirs not to reason why, / Theirs but to do and die | The Charge of the Light Brigade | Poem |
I am a part of all that I have met | Ulysses | Poem |
The old order changeth, yielding place to new, / And God fulfils himself in many ways, / Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. | The Passing of Arthur | Poem |
Nature, red in tooth and claw | In Memoriam A.H.H. | Poem |
Theirs is not to make reply, / Theirs is not to reason why, / Theirs is but to do and die | The Charge of the Light Brigade | Poem |
I am a part of all that I have met; / Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough / Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades / Forever and forever when I move. | Ulysses | Poem |
Ring out the old, ring in the new, / Ring, happy bells, across the snow | In Memoriam A.H.H. | Poem |
For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, / Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be | Locksley Hall | Poem |
Tis not too late to seek a newer world | Ulysses | Poem |
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering 'it will be happier'... | In Memoriam A.H.H. | Poem |
I hold it true, whate'er befall; / I feel it when I sorrow most; / 'Tis better to have loved and lost / Than never to have loved at all | In Memoriam A.H.H. | Poem |
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers | Locksley Hall | Poem |
Oh, yet we trust that somehow good / Will be the final goal of ill... | In Memoriam A.H.H. | Poem |
So many worlds, so much to do, / So little done, such things to be... | In Memoriam A.H.H. | Poem |
My strength is as the strength of ten / Because my heart is pure | Sir Galahad | Poem |
Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and spirit with spirit can meet - / Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet | The Higher Pantheism | Poem |
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions | The Palace of Art | Poem |
Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control, / These three alone lead life to sovereign power | The Palace of Art | Poem |
I am a part of all that I have met; / Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough / Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades / Forever and forever when I move | Ulysses | Poem |
He clasps the crag with crooked hands; / Close to the sun in lonely lands, / Ringed with the azure world, he stands | The Eagle | Poem |
I am a part of all that I have met | Ulysses | Poem |
Come my friends, / 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world | Ulysses | Poem |
Men may come and men may go, / But I go on forever | The Brook | Poem |
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, / Tears from the depths of some divine despair / Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, / In looking on the happy autumn-fields, / And thinking of the days that are no more | Tears, Idle Tears | Poem |
And out of darkness came the hands / That reach thro' nature, moulding men | In Memoriam A.H.H. | Poem |
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: / The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep / Moans round with many voices | Crossing the Bar | Poem |
The old order changeth, yielding place to new, / And God fulfils Himself in many ways, / Lest one good custom should corrupt the world | The Passing of Arthur | Poem |
Love is the only gold | The Golden Year | Poem |