Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Tennyson, 1st Baron Tennyson, FRSwas Poet Laureate of Great Britain and Ireland during much of Queen Victoria's reign and remains one of the most popular British poets...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth6 August 1809
honesty lying heart
Oh for someone with a heart, head and hand. Whatever they call them, what do I care, aristocrat, democrat, autocrat, just be it one that can rule and dare not lie.
nature wall spring
Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower-but if I could understand What you are, root and all, all in all, I should know what God and man is.
climbing mud evolution
Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good, And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud.
dance moon night
All night have the roses heard The flute, violin, bassoon; All night has the casement jessamine stirr'd To the dancers dancing in tune; Till a silence fell with the waking bird, And a hush with the setting moon.
strength rocks years
No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years.
grief heart sleep
Whate'er thy joys, they vanish with the day: Whate'er thy griefs, in sleep they fade away, To sleep! to sleep! Sleep, mournful heart, and let the past be past: Sleep, happy soul, all life will sleep at last.
moving good-luck shoes
And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck Shall fling her old shoe after.
rain men rivers
Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
nature mind noble
Manners are not idle, but the fruit of loyal and of noble mind.
friendship no-friends made
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
time age heirs
I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
flower wells seasons
Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade.
new-year years old-year
I stood on a tower in the wet, And New Year and Old Year met, And winds were roaring and blowing: And I said, "O years, that meet in tears, Have ye aught that is worth the knowing? Science enough and exploring, Wanderers coming and going, Matter enough for deploring, But aught that is worth the knowing?
speech
And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.