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
time children lying
Come not, when I am dead, To drop thy foolish tears upon my grave, To trample round my fallen head, And vex the unhappy dust thou wouldst not save. There let the wind sweep and the plover cry; But thou, go by. Child, if it were thine error or thy crime I care no longer, being all unblest; Wed whom thou wilt, but I am sick of Time, And I desire to rest. Pass on, weak heart, and leave me where I lie: Go by, go by.
knights mirrors blue
And sometimes through the mirror blue The knights come riding two and two.
time men mathematics
Every moment dies a man, Every moment one is born.
time epic doctors
A classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels five-words-long, That on the stretched forefinger of all Time Sparkle for ever.
better-now ifs
That which we are, we are, and if we are ever to be any better, now is the time to begin.
swans hymns joy
The wild swan's death-hymn took the soul Of that waste place with joy Hidden in sorrow: at first to the ear The warble was low, and full and clear.
golden-years years golden
Happy days roll onward leading up to golden years.
swans ruffles cold
Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs.
quiet hills calmness
The noonday quiet holds the hill.
women men
Woman is the lesser man.
league valleys half
Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
women hard
The woman is so hard Upon the woman.
priests delicate heard
I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
sorrow despair unrest
Can calm despair and wild unrest Be tenants of a single breast, Or sorrow such a changeling be?