Alfred, Lord Tennyson quotes - page 8

Lady Clara Vere de Vere, Of me you shall not win renown: You thought to break a country heart For pastime, ere you went to town. At me you smiled, but unbeguiled I saw the snare, and I retired; The daughter of a hundred earls, You are not one to be desired. (Alfred, Lord Tennyson)
In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. View quote
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From the bank and from the river He flashed into the crystal mirror, "Tirra lirra," by the river Sang Sir Lancelot. View quote
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Out upon the wharfs they came, Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame, And around the prow they read her name, The Lady of Shalott.Who is this? And what is here? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer; And they crossed themselves for fear, All the Knights at Camelot; But Lancelot mused a little space He said, "She has a lovely face; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott." View quote
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When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight. View quote
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It was the time when lilies blow, And clouds are highest up in air. Lord Ronald brought a lily-white doe To give his cousin, Lady Clare. View quote
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"He does not love me for my birth Nor for my lands so broad and fair; He loves me for my own true worth, And that is well," said Lady Clare. View quote
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Bury the Great Duke With an empire's lamentation; Let us bury the Great Duke To the noise of the mourning of a mighty nation; Mourning when their leaders fall, Warriors carry the warrior's pall, And sorrow darkens hamlet and hall. View quote
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Lead out the pageant: sad and slow, As fits an universal woe, Let the long, long procession go, And let the sorrowing crowd about it grow, And let the mournful martial music blow; The last great Englishman is low. View quote
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Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred. View quote
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One still strong man in a blatant land. (Alfred, Lord Tennyson)
To persecute Makes a faith hated, and is furthermore No perfect witness of a perfect faith In him who persecutes. View quote
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In statesmanship To strike too soon is oft to miss the blow. View quote
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My lord, you know what Virgil sings- Woman is various and most mutable. View quote
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Come out, my lord, it is a world of fools. View quote
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Shall we fight or shall we fly? Good Sir Richard, tell us now, For to fight is but to die! There'll be little of us left by the time this sun be set." And Sir Richard said again: "We be all good English men. Let us bang these dogs of Seville, the children of the devil, For I never turn'd my back upon Don or devil yet. View quote
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Sir Richard spoke and he laughed, and we roared a hurrah, and so The little Revenge ran on sheer into the heart of the foe, With her hundred fighters on deck, and her ninety sick below; For half of their fleet to the right and half to the left were seen, And the little Revenge ran on through the long sea-lane between. View quote
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She with all the charm of woman, She with all the breadth of man. View quote
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Love your enemy, bless your haters, said the Greatest of the great; Christian love among the Churches looked the twin of heathen hate. View quote
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Charm us, orator, till the lion look no larger than the cat. View quote
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Yet the moonlight is the sunlight and the sun himself will pass. (Alfred, Lord Tennyson)
Is there evil but on earth? or pain in every peopled sphere? View quote
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Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. View quote
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Ring out the false, ring in the true. View quote
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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be. View quote
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