A life of nothing's nothing worth From that first nothing ere his birth To that last nothing under earth.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

As the husband is the wife is.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

Break break break On thy cold gray stones O sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

For tho' from out our Bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have cost the bar.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

God's finger touched him and he slept.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

Go little letter apace, apace Fly Fly to the light in the valley below - Tell my wish to her dewy blue eye.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

Home they brought her warrior dead.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

I chatter chatter as I flow To join the brimming river For men may come and men may go But I go on forever.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson

I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel For words like Nature half reveal And half conceal the Soul within.

— Lord Alfred Tennyson