Alfred Tennyson, how to Know Him |
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Arthur Hallam beauty blow break breath called Camelot character comes dark dead death deep Dora doubt dream earth English Enoch Arden Enone Excalibur eyes faith feel flower Gleam glory golden Guinevere hand happy harken ere hath hear heard heart heaven Holy Grail human Idylls King Arthur Lady of Shalott Lancelot land light live Locksley Hall Lord lyrical Maud Memoriam Merlin monologues moon moral mother Ida nature never night noble nyson o'er Palace of Art Pantheism pass pass'd passion peace poem poet poet's poetic poetry Queen Ring Rizpah rose round seem'd seen shadow sing Sir Bedivere Sirmio Somersby song sorrow soul sound speak spirit stars Stopford Brooke story sweet Tennyson thee theme thine things thought thro touch true verse vex'd Victorian voice whole wild wind words Wordsworth youth
Popular passages
Page 60 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Page 218 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be ; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales : Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the nations...
Page 326 - He is made one with Nature. There is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird. He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone ; Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own, Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Page 324 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen ! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Page 34 - Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!
Page 340 - Speak to Him thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet — Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.
Page 310 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Page 93 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.
Page 106 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Page 221 - Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range. Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change. Thro...