560 Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson

The night comes on that knows not morn, When I shall cease to be all alone, To live forgotten, and love forlorn.

Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

Tomorrow'ill be the happiest time of all the glad New Year; / Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest merriest day;

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,Tears from the depths of some divine despairRise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,In looking on the happy autumn fields,And thinking of the days that are no more.

Forward, forward let us range, / Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.

Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, / Dead perfection, no more.

Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier

Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true

My own dim life should teach me this, That life shall live for evermore, Else earth is darkness at the core, And dust and ashes all that is.”