Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes

Thine are these orbs of light and shade;
Thou madest Life in man and brute;
Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot
Is on the skull which thou hast made.

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Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

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Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.

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I remain
Mistress of mine own self
and mine own soul

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For I dipped into the future, far as human eye could see,
Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be.

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And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.

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I fain would follow love, if that could be;
I needs must follow death, who calls for me;
Call and I follow, I follow! let me die.

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No sword
Of wrath her right arm whirl'd,
But one poor poet's scroll, and with his word
She shook the world.

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... and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

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There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.

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The Oak

Live thy Life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
Living gold;

Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed
Soberer-hued
Gold again.

All his leaves
Fall'n at length,
Look, he stands,
Trunk and bough
Naked strength.

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Never, oh! never, nothing will die;
The stream flows,
The wind blows,
The cloud fleets,
The heart beats,
Nothing will die.

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Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of hell.

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My religious beliefs also defied convention, leaning towards agnosticism and pandeism.

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On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And through the field the road runs by
To many-towered Camelot.

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I wither slowly in thine arms; here at the quiet limit of the world, a white hair'd shadow roaming like a dream.

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Music that gentlier on the spirit lies,
Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.

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How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life.

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He makes no friends who never made a foe.

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O love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul through
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

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The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but on the mastery of his passions.

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Wearing all that weight of learning like a flower.

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