560 Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.

I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none, And never yet so warmly ran my blood, And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wished for end, Full to the banks, close on the prom- ised good.

All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.

Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to towered Camelot.

Nor is he the wisest man who never proved himself a fool.

So sad, so fresh the days that are no more.

That man's the true Conservative who lops the moldered branch away.

Attain the unattainable.

Better not to be at all Than not to be noble.