Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes About Life

Quotes about: Life

• Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Education, Wise

  'Locksley Hall' (1842) l. 141

• 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Funny, Life

  In Memoriam canto 27 (1850) See Congreve 7

• Sweet is true love though given in vain, in vain;
  And sweet is death who puts an end to pain:
  I know not which is sweeter, no, not I.
  Love, art thou sweet? then bitter death must be:
  Love, thou art bitter; sweet is death to me.
  O Love, if death be sweeter, let me die.
  ...
  I fain would follow love, if that could be;
  I needs must follow death, who calls for me;
  Call and I follow, I follow! let me die.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Sweet, Art

  Alfred Lord Tennyson (2013). “Idylls of the King”, p.159, Simon and Schuster

• Life is not as idle ore,
  But iron dug from central gloom,
  And heated hot with burning fears,
  And dipt in baths of hissing tears,
  And batter'd with the shocks of doom,
  To shape and use.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Iron, Tears

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.840, Delphi Classics

• Love's arms were wreathed about the neck of Hope,
  And Hope kiss'd Love, and Love drew in her breath
  In that close kiss and drank her whisper'd tales.
  They said that Love would die when Hope was gone.
  And Love mourn'd long, and sorrow'd after Hope;
  At last she sought out Memory, and they trod
  The same old paths where Love had walked with Hope,
  And Memory fed the soul of Love with tears.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Memories, Kissing

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.373, Delphi Classics

• I sometimes find it half a sin, To put to words the grief i feel, For words like nature,half reveal, and half conceal the soul within.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Grief, Soul

  1850 In Memoriam A.H.H., canto 5, l.1-8.

• Love's too precious to be lost,
  A little grain shall not be spilt.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Littles, Lost

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2014). “In Memoriam”, p.86, Broadview Press

• How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Shining, Age

  'Ulysses' (1842) l. 6

• I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Drink

  "Ulysses" l. 6 (1842)

• There has fallen a splendid tear
  From the passion-flower at the gate.
  She is coming, my dove, my dear;
  She is coming, my life, my fate;
  The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;"
  And the white rose weeps, "She is late;"
  The larkspur listens, "I hear; I hear;"
  And the lily whispers, "I wait."

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Flower, Passion

  'Maud' (1855) pt. 1, sect. 22, st. 10

• My doom is, I love thee still.
  Let no man dream but that I love thee still.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Dream, Men

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2012). “Idylls of the King”, p.243, Courier Corporation

• The white flower of a blameless life.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Flower, White

  'Idylls of the King' (1842-85) Dedication (1862) l. 24

• 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

• . . . More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheeps or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Not only for themselves but for those who call them friend? For so this whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Dream, Prayer

  'Idylls of the King' (1842-85) 'The Passing of Arthur' (1869) l. 414

• Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Life, Sight

  Alfred Tennyson Tennyson, Baron, Alfred Lord Tennyson (2014). “Fifty Poems”, p.114, Cambridge University Press

• I will love thee to the death,
  And out beyond into the dream to come.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Dream, Thee

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.1158, Delphi Classics

• Love is hurt with jar and fret;
  Love is made a vague regret.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Hurt, Regret

  Alfred Tennyson Tennyson, Baron, Alfred Lord Tennyson (2014). “Fifty Poems”, p.51, Cambridge University Press

• She is coming, my own, my sweet;
  Were it ever so airy a tread,
  My heart would hear her and beat,
  Were it earth in an earthly bed;
  My dust would hear her and beat,
  Had I lain for a century dead;
  Would start and tremble under her feet,
  And blossom in purple and red.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Sweet, Heart

  'Maud' (1855) pt. 1, sect. 22, st. 10

• Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Deep Love, Depth

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.364, Delphi Classics

• Yet is there one true line, the pearl of pearls:
  Man dreams of Fame while woman wakes to love.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Dream, Men

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.1057, Delphi Classics

• Where love could walk with banish'd Hope no more.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Walks

  "The Lover's Tale". Book by Alfred Lord Tennyson, 1879.

• You, methinks you think you love me well;
  For me, I love you somewhat; rest: and Love
  Should have some rest and pleasure in himself,
  Not ever be too curious for a boon,
  Too prurient for a proof against the grain
  Of him ye say ye love: but Fame with men,
  Being but ampler means to serve mankind,
  Should have small rest or pleasure in herself,
  But work as vassal to the larger love,
  That dwarfs the petty love of one to one.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Love You, Mean

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.1057, Delphi Classics

• Love will conquer at the last.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Lasts, Conquer

  "Locksley Hall Sixty Years After". Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson, 1886.

• God gives us love. Something to love
  He lends us; but when love is grown
  To ripeness, that on which it throve
  Falls off, and love is left alone.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Life, Fall

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.2607, Delphi Classics

• Lady, for indeed
  I loved you and I deemed you beautiful,
  I cannot brook to see your beauty marred
  Through evil spite: and if ye love me not,
  I cannot bear to dream you so forsworn:
  I had liefer ye were worthy of my love,
  Than to be loved again of you - farewell;
  And though ye kill my hope, not yet my love,
  Vex not yourself: ye will not see me more.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Beautiful, Dream

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.1133, Delphi Classics

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