Ancient Quote by Alfred Lord Tennyson Download Open image “Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange.” — Alfred Lord Tennyson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 5.0 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Ancient Feeling lonely Loneliness Lonely Worn
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There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
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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
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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
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