Quote

Science moves, but slowly, slowly, creeping on from point to point. ... Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing purpose runs, And the thoughts of men are widened with the process of the suns. ... Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Age: 83 †
Born: 1809
Born: August 6
Died: 1892
Died: October 6
Poet
Politician
Writer
Somersby
Lincolnshire
Alfred Tennyson
1st Baron Tennyson
Lord Alfred Tennyson
Alcibiades
A. Tennyson
Alfred Tennyson
Baron Tennyson
Alfred Tennyson Tennyson
Tennyson
1st Baron Tennyson of Aldworth and Freshwater Alfred Tennyson
Alfred Tennyson d'Eyncourt
Lord Tennyson Alfred
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred
Lord Tennyson
Moves
Men
Knowledge
Slowly
Widened
Purpose
Lingers
Point
Accounts
Creeping
Moving
Sun
Suns
Process
Thoughts
Increasing
Comes
Doubt
Runs
Science
Wisdom
Ages
Running
Age

More quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Image
What are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend?
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
I do but sing because I must and pipe but as the linnets sing.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet- Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it It sound of funeral or of marriage bells.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
There rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Attain the unattainable.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
For now the poet cannot die, Nor leave his music as of old, But round him ere he scarce be cold Begins the scandal and the cry.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Woman is the lesser man.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
My purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Love is hurt with jar and fret Love is made a vague regret.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
What was once to me mere matter of the fancy now has grown the vast necessity of heart and life.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
So sad, so fresh the days that are no more.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Image
The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
Alfred Lord Tennyson