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Old age hath yet his honour and his toil.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
Age: 83 †
Born: 1809
Born: August 6
Died: 1892
Died: October 6
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More quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson
I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons, when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet.
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For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid.
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I will love thee to the death, And out beyond into the dream to come.
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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Of old sat Freedom on the heights The thunders breaking at her feet: Above her shook the starry lights She heard the torrents meet.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
No man ever got very high by pulling other people down. The intelligent merchant does not knock his competitors. The sensible worker does not work those who work with him. Don't knock your friends. Don't knock your enemies. Don't knock yourself.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Be near me when my light is low... And all the wheels of being slow.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
The dirty nurse, Experience, in her kind Hath fouled me.
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...and our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
The city is built To music, therefore never built at all, And therefore built forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
And common is the commonplace, And vacant chaff well meant for grain.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
One so small Who knowing nothing knows but to obey.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
O hark,O hear! how thin and clear And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Tho' much is taken, much abides.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
