Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes About Rage

Quotes about: Rage

• I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods: I envy not the beast that takes His license in the field of time, Unfetter’d by the sense of crime, To whom a conscience never wakes; Nor, what may count itself as blest, The heart that never plighted troth But stagnates in the weeds of sloth; Nor any want-begotten rest. I hold it true, whate’er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; ‘Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Summer, Weed, Heart

  In Memoriam canto 27 (1850) See Congreve 7

• I came in haste with cursing breath, And heart of hardest steel; But when I saw thee cold in death, I felt as man should feel. For when I look upon that face, That cold, unheeding, frigid brown, Where neither rage nor fear has place, By Heaven! I cannot hate thee now!

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Hate, Heart, Men

• I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Summer, Envy, Cages

  'In Memoriam A. H. H.' (1850) canto 27

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