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...
beyond bound follow gray human knowledge sinking spirit utmost yearning
This gray spirit yearning in desire/ To follow knowledge like a sinking star,/ Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
beyond far island longer
Our island home/ Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam.
beyond great happy purpose sail shall touch until wash western
My purpose holds/ To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths/ Of all the western stars, until I die./ It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;/ It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles/ And see the great Achilles.
beyond late order purpose sail seek sitting until western
Come, my friends,'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.Push off, and sitting well in order smiteThe sounding furrows; for my purpose holdsTo sail beyond the sunset, and the bathsOf all the western stars, until I die.
faithless ring sin
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,/ The faithless coldness of the times.
blanket depression minds settled
If depression had settled like a blanket on the minds of most players,
dealer fool fools-and-foolishness guard hour jealous speech thoughts words
Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dealer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly read in your words what is the hour of your thoughts.
cease systems
Our little systems have their day;/ They have their day and cease to be.
arch experience fades forever margin move whose
I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move
fairy nourishing result tales youth
Nourishing a youth sublime/ With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time.
arch experience fades margin whose
I am a part of all that I have met; yet all experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
roll
The rise/ And long roll of the Hexameter.
eternal public
That eternal want of pence/ Which vexes public men.
british head stare
And curving a contumelious,Gorgonized me from head to foot,With a stony British stare