Sweet were the days when I was all unknown, But when my name was lifted up, the storm Brake on the mountain… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Yet is there one true line, the pearl of pearls: Man dreams of Fame while woman wakes to love. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
You, methinks you think you love me well; For me, I love you somewhat; rest: and Love Should have some rest and… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Name and fame! to fly sublime Through the courts, the camps, the schools Is to be the ball of Time, Bandied in… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
To love one maiden only, cleave to her, And worship her by years of noble deeds, Until they won her; for indeed… — 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 Image
There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
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 Image
I do but sing because I must; and pipe but as the linnets sing. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
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 Image
