Lord Alfred Tennyson
Lord Alfred 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...
autumn days depth divine gather happy heart idle looking rise tears thinking
Tears, idle tears,/I know not what they mean,/ Tears from the depth of some divine despair,/ Rise in the heart and gather in the eyes,/ In looking on the happy autumn fields,/ And thinking of the days that are no more.
awake dawn knowing night promise rose roses
The rose was awake all night for your sake,/ Knowing your promise to me;/ The lilies and roses were all awake,/ They sighed for the dawn and thee.
charm flowering lonely
All the charm of all the Muses/ often flowering in a lonely word.
call clear evening moaning sea sunset
Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea
across bells dying flying happy ring wild year
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out wild bells and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go;
great lust race sane simple
O great and sane and simple race of brutes/ That own no lust because they have no law!
fall fly flying gilded
O Swallow, Swallow, flying, flying South,/ Fly to her, and fall upon her gilded eaves,/ And tell her, tell her, what I tell to thee.
dear fancy hopeless kisses lips others sweet
Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others
ancient english gray haunt home order sleep softer twilight
An English home - gray twilight poured/ On dewy pastures, dewy trees,/ Softer than sleep - all things in order stored,/ A haunt of ancient Peace.
falls gives god left lends love
God gives us love. Something to love/ He lends us; but, when love is grown/ To ripeness that on which it throve/ Falls off, and love is left alone.
great lay moon side
On one side lay the Ocean, and on one/ Lay a great water, and the moon was full.
birds crying high twilight
Birds in the high Hall-garden/ When twilight was falling,/ Maud, Maud, Maud, Maud,/ They were crying and calling.
casual sorrow thou wilt
O Sorrow, wilt thou live with me/ No casual mistress, but a wife.
english gained greatest hundred lost nor
This is England's greatest son,/ He that gained a hundred fights,/ Nor ever lost an English gun.