560 Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson

He that wrongs a friend Wrongs himself more, and ever bears about A silent court of justice in his breast, Himself the judge and jury, and himself The prisoner at the bar ever condemned.

For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid.

The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honor feels.

A classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels five-words-long, That on the stretched forefinger of all Time Sparkle for ever.

Old age hath yet his honour and his toil.

It's better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would've happened if I had tried

For now the poet cannot die, Nor leave his music as of old, But round him ere he scarce be cold Begins the scandal and the cry.

For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.

More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.