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...
among battle mountains noise winter
So all day long the noise of battle rolled/ Among the mountains by the winter sea.
among bearded reaping
Only reapers, reaping early/ In among the bearded barley.
aged among barren dole idle laws profits savage unequal unto
It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me
among days round strange
The days darken round me and the years,/ Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
cannon forward knew light man reason rode six soldier valley
Forward the Light Brigade! Was there a man dismay'd? Not tho' the soldier knew Someone had blunder'd: Their's not to make reply, Their's not to reason why, Their's but to do and die; Into the valley of death, Rode the six hundred, Cannon to right
peace ring thousand wars
Ring out the thousand wars of old,/ Ring in the thousand years of peace.
pure spirit thou
Make Thou my spirit pure and clear/ As are the frosty skies.
dreams fame man men-and-women wakes woman
Man dreams of fame while woman wakes to love.
breeze praise round stir thee
Round thee with the breeze of song/ To stir a little praise of dust.
cannon front left
Cannon to right of them,/ Cannon to left of them,/ Cannon in front of them/ Volleyed and thundered.
limit quiet roaming shadow spaces
Here at the quiet limit of the world,/ A white-haired shadow roaming like a dream/ The ever-silent spaces of the East.
lawless myriad science single wilderness
The lawless science of the law, that codeless myriad of precedent, that wilderness of single instances
edward fatter
Edward Bull/ The curate; he was fatter than his cure.
cute-love hold lost loved sorrow whatever
I hold it true, whatever befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.