Alfred Tennyson
I embrace the purpose of God and the doom assigned
— Alfred Tennyson
I fain would follow love, if that could be; I need must follow death, who calls for me; Call and I follow, I follow! Let me die.
— Alfred Tennyson
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you... I could walk through my garden forever.
— Alfred Tennyson
I hold it true, what'er befall;I feel it when I sorrow most;'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
— Alfred Tennyson
I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
— Alfred Tennyson
I myself beheld the King Charge at the head of all his Table Round, And all his legions crying Christ and him, And break them; and I saw him, after, stand High on a heap of slain, from spur to plume Red as the rising sun with heathen blood, And seeing me, with a great voice he cried, "They are broken, they are broken!" for the King, However mild he seems at home, nor cares For triumph in our mimic wars, the jousts— For if his own knight cast him down, he laughs Saying, his knights are better men than he— Yet in this heathen war the fire of God Fills him: I never saw his like: there lives No greater leader.
— Alfred Tennyson
I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul
— Alfred Tennyson
I wither slowly in thine arms; here at the quiet limit of the world, a white hair'd shadow roaming like a dream.
— Alfred Tennyson
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
— Alfred Tennyson
Let me go: take back thy gift:Why should a man desire in any way To vary from the kindly race of men, Or pass beyond the goal of ordinance Where all should pause, as is most meet for all?... Why wilt thou ever scare me with thy tears, And make me tremble lest a saying learned, In days far-off, on that dark earth, be true?‘The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.’- Without
— Alfred Tennyson
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