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Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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The moans of doves in immemorial elms, and murmuring of innumerable bees (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
Let never maiden think, however fair, she is not fairer in new clothes than old (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
I heard... The great echo flap and buffet round the hills from bluff to bluff (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
And grasps the skirts of happy chance, and breasts the blows of circumstance (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns? (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
Ring out the grief that saps the mind, for those that were here we see no more (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
Her tears fell with the dews at even; her tears fell ere the dews were dried (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
God made the woman for the man, and for the good and increase of the world (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
I seemed to move among a world of ghosts, and feel myself the shadow of a dream (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
It is the little rift within the lute, that by and by will make the music mute (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
I heard the water lapping on the crag, and the long ripple washing in the reeds (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
Theirs not to make reply, theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
In robe and crown the king stepped down, to meet and greet her on her way (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
O well for him whose will is strong, he suffers, but he will not suffer long (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
Our wills are ours, we know not how; our wills are ours, to make them thine (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
And rolling far along the gloomy shores the voice of days of old and days to be (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
Then the face of night is fair in the dewy downs and the shining daffodil dies (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
Forgive what seem’d my sin in me; what seem’d my worth since I began (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)
But oh for the touch of a vanished hand, and the sound of a voice that is still! (Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes)