560 Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson

I am a part of all that I have met.

The mighty hopes that make us men.

But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.

Her court was pure, her life serene; God gave her peace; her land reposed; A thousand claims to reverence closed...

We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother's shame; however you take it we men are a little breed.

I know transplanted human worth will bloom to profit otherwhere.

Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last-far off-at last, to all, And every winter change to spring.

Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.

And o'er the hills, and far away Beyond their utmost purple rim, Beyond the night, across the day, Thro' all the world she follow'd him.