Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes About Summer

Quotes about: Summer

• 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

• Lo! sweeten'd with the summer light,
  The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow,
  Drops in a silent autumn night.
  All its allotted length of days
  The flower ripens in its place,
  Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil,
  Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Summer, Flower, Fall

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Tennyson: Selected Poetry”, p.37, Routledge

• The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after many summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Summer, Death, Lying

  'Tithonus' (1860, revised 1864) l. 1

• I am going a long way With these thou seëst-if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)- To the island-valley of Avilion, Where falls not hail or rain or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Happiness, Summer, Lying

  'Idylls of the King' (1842-85) 'The Passing of Arthur' (1869) l. 424

• 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

  Summer, Garden, Cities

  Alfred Tennyson Tennyson, Baron, Alfred Lord Tennyson (2014). “Fifty Poems”, p.102, Cambridge University Press

• Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt, And cling to faith beyond the forms of faith; She reels not at the storm of warring words; She brightens at the clash of "Yes" and "No"; She sees the best that glimmers through the worst; She feels the sun is hid for the night; She spies the summer through the winter bud; She tastes the fruit before the blossom falls; She hears the lark within the songless egg; She finds the fountain where they wailed "Mirage!"

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Summer, Fall, Winter

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.1376, Delphi Classics

• A doubtful throne is ice on summer seas.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Summer, Ice, Sea

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.943, Delphi Classics

• And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Summer, Stars, Fighting

  'The Revenge' (1878) st. 9

• 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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