There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
It may be that no life is found, Which only to one engine bound Falls off, but cycles always round. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last-far off-at last, to all, And every winter… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
God gives us love. Something to love He lends us; but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
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… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
I am going a long way With these thou seëst-if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)-… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
And down I went to fetch my bride: But, Alice, you were ill at ease; This dress and that by turns you… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Tis a morning pure and sweet, And a dewy splendour falls On the little flower that clings To the turrets and the… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt, And cling to faith beyond the forms of faith; She reels not at the… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers; Unfaith is aught is want of faith in all. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
The still affection of the heart Became an outward breathing type, That into stillness past again, And left a want unknown before; Although the… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
Here about the beach I wandered, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
So now I have sworn to bury All this dead body of hate I feel so free and so clear By the loss of… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour? — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
As the husband is the wife is; thou art mated with a clown, As the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share
