Over 40,000 Famous Quotes Sorted By Topic and Author
Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade. Topic: Seasons
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Topic: Self Examination
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
Like Hezekiah's, backward runs The shadow of my days. Topic: Shadows
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home. Topic: Smile
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill. Topic: Ships
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
An' I thowt 'twur the will o' the Lord, but Miss Annie she said it wur draains, For she hedn't naw coomfut in 'er, an' arn'd naw thanks fur 'er paains. Topic: Sickness
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
And lives to clutch the golden keys, To mould a mighty state's decrees, And shape the whisper of the throne. Topic: Statesmanship
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet. Topic: Statesmanship
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
In after-dinner talk, Across the walnuts and the wine. Topic: Story Telling
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
The wild swan's death-hymn took the soul Of that waste place with joy Hidden in sorrow: at first to the ear The warble was low, and full and clear. Topic: Swans
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Topic: Swans
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
Well, well, be it so, thou strongest their of all, For thou hast stolen my will, and made it thine. Topic: Thieving
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
When rosy plumelets tuft the larch, And rarely pipes the mounted thrush. Topic: Thrushes
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
First pledge our Queen this solemn night, Then drink to England, every guest; That man's the best Cosmopolite Who knows his native country best. Topic: Toasts
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
Their meetings made December June. Their every parting was to die. Topic: Unity
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
Their meetings made December June. Their every parting was to die.