“ So runs my dream, but what am I? An infant crying in the night An infant crying for the light And with no language but a cry. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2K
“ Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 3.6K
“ Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 3.6K
“ My purpose holds/ To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths/ Of all the western stars, until I die./ It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;/ It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles/ And see the great Achilles. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2.9K
“ Is there evil but on earth? Or pain in every people sphere? Well, be grateful for the sounding watchword "Evolution" here. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 3K
“ Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 3.3K
“ When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in confederacy against him. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2.1K
“ The war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battleflags were furl'd In the parliament of man, the federation of the world. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 617
“ If depression had settled like a blanket on the minds of most players. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2.2K
“ When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in confederacy against him. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 4K
“ The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honor feels. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 3.2K
“ And o'er the hills and far away, Beyond their utmost purple rim, Beyond the night, across the day, Thro' all the world she followed him. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 1.1K
“ Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2.7K
“ As the many-winter'd crow that leads the clanging rookery home. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 1.5K
“ A life of nothing's nothing worth, From that first nothing ere his birth, To that last nothing under earth. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2.8K
“ Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land; Ring in the Christ that is to be. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2.1K
“ If thou shouldst never see my face again, pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2.6K
“ Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 2.2K
“ Then the face of night is fair in the dewy downs And the shining daffodil dies. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
- 3.9K
“ O Blackbird! sing me something well: While all the neighbors shoot thee round, I keep smooth plats of fruitful ground, Where thou may'st warble, eat and dwell. ”
- Lord Alfred Tennyson- Copy
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