“I sometimes hold it half a sin to put in words the grief I feel; for words, like Nature, half reveal and half conceal the Soul within.” — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, "She is late;" The larkspur listens, "I hear, I… — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“It is better to have loved and lost then not loved at all.” — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“Seal'd her minefrom her first sweet breath Mine, and mine by right, from birth till death Mine, mine-our fathers have sworn.” — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“Above,the fair hall-ceiling stately set Many an arch high up did lift,And angels rising and descending met With interchange of gift.” — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; “Ulysses” by Alfred, Lord… — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“I sometimes hold it half a sin to put in words the grief I feel; for words, like Nature, half reveal and half conceal… — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“It is not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose… — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“All day within the dreamy house, The doors upon their hinges creaked; The blue fly sang in the pane; the mouse Behind the mouldering… — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
