Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes About Hills

Quotes about: Hills

• 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

  Science, Clouds, Sea

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.845, Delphi Classics

• And on her lover's arm she leant,
  And round her waist she felt it fold,
  And far across the hills they went
  In that new world which is the old.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, World, Arms

  Alfred Tennyson Tennyson, Baron, Alfred Lord Tennyson (2014). “Fifty Poems”, p.130, Cambridge University Press

• And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Hands, Voice, Sound

  "Break, Break, Break" l. 9 (1842)

• The time draws near the birth of Christ;
  The moon is hid; the night is still;
  The Christmas bells from hill to hill
  Answer each other in the mist.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Christmas, Healing, Moon

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2014). “Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Selected Poetry: A Broadview Anthology of British Literature Edition”, p.116, Broadview Press

• And o'er the hills, and far away Beyond their utmost purple rim, Beyond the night, across the day, Thro' all the world she follow'd him.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Night, Purple, World

  Alfred Tennyson Tennyson, Baron, Alfred Lord Tennyson (2014). “Fifty Poems”, p.130, Cambridge University Press

• O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying! And answer, echoes, answer! dying, dying, dying.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Blow, Sky

  'The Princess' (1847) pt. 4, song (added 1850)

• The wind sounds like a silver wire, And from beyond the noon a fire Is pour'd upon the hills, and nigher The skies stoop down in their desire; And, isled in sudden seas of light, My heart, pierced thro' with fierce delight, Bursts into blossom in his sight.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Heart, Fire, Light

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.295, Delphi Classics

• Dead sounds at night come from the inmost hills. Like footsteps upon wool.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Night, Sound, Wool

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.390, Delphi Classics

• Live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Lying, Clouds, House

  'The Lotos-Eaters' (1832) Choric Song, st. 8 (1842 revision)

• There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Sea, Water, Silence

  'In Memoriam A. H. H.' (1850) canto 19

• The noonday quiet holds the hill.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Quiet, Hills, Calmness

  Alfred Tennyson Tennyson, Baron, Alfred Lord Tennyson (2014). “Fifty Poems”, p.53, Cambridge University Press

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