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Alfred, Lord Tennyson trending quotes. Read the latest quotes in collection“The many fail: the one succeeds.”
Alfred, Lord Tennyson The Day-Dream
The Arrival, st. 2
The Day-Dream (1842)
Context: The bodies and the bones of those
That strove in other days to pass,
Are wither'd in the thorny close,
Or scatter'd blanching on the grass.
He gazes on the silent dead:
"They perish'd in their daring deeds."
This proverb flashes thro' his head,
"The many fail: the one succeeds."
Alfred, Lord Tennyson The Lotos-Eaters
Choric Song, st. 2
The Lotos-Eaters (1832)
Source: Locksley Hall Sixty Years After (1886), Line 85
Alfred, Lord Tennyson The Foresters
Act II, Scene i
The Foresters, Robin Hood and Maid Marion (1892)
Alfred, Lord Tennyson book Ulysses
Source: Ulysses (1842), l. 54-62
Context: The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks;
The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs; the deep
Moans round with many voices.
Come, my friends.
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
“In the afternoon they came unto a land
In which it seemed always afternoon.”
Alfred, Lord Tennyson The Lotos-Eaters
St. 1
The Lotos-Eaters (1832)
The Cup, Act i, Scene 3, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
" Will Waterproof's Lyrical Monologue http://whitewolf.newcastle.edu.au/words/authors/T/TennysonAlfred/verse/englishidyls/willwaterproof.html", st. 6 (1842) <br class="br">Context: I grow in worth, and wit, and sense,<br>Unboding critic-pen,<br>Or that eternal want of pence,<br>Which vexes public men,<br>Who hold their hands to all, and cry<br>For that which all deny them —<br>Who sweep the crossings, wet or dry,<br>And all the world go by them.
“Death is the end of life; ah, why
Should life all labour be?”
Alfred, Lord Tennyson The Lotos-Eaters
Choric Song, st. 4
The Lotos-Eaters (1832)
Context: Death is the end of life; ah, why
Should life all labour be?
Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast,
And in a little while our lips are dumb.
Let us alone. What is it that will last?
All things are taken from us, and become
Portions and parcels of the dreadful past.
Let us alone. What pleasure can we have
To war with evil? Is there any peace
In ever climbing up the climbing wave?
All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave
In silence; ripen, fall and cease:
Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease.
“Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths.”
The Lover's Tale (1879), line 466
“Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,
These three alone lead life to sovereign power.”
"Oenone", st. 14
Context: Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,
These three alone lead life to sovereign power.
Yet not for power (power of herself
Would come uncall'd for) but to live by law,
Acting the law we live by without fear;
And, because right is right, to follow right
Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson book Ulysses
Source: Ulysses (1842), l. 46-53
Context: Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me —
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honor and his toil.
Death closes all; but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with gods.
“Thus truth was multiplied on truth”
Alfred, Lord Tennyson Lady Clara Vere de Vere
The Poet (1830)
Context: p>Thus truth was multiplied on truth, the world
Like one great garden show'd,
And thro' the wreaths of floating dark up-curl'd,
Rare sunrise flow'dAnd Freedom rear'd in that august sunrise
Her beautiful bold brow,
When rites and forms before his burning eyes
Melted like snow.</p
" Love and Duty http://www.readbookonline.net/read/4310/14259/", l. 1- 21 (1842) <br class="br">Context: Of love that never found his earthly close,<br>What sequel? Streaming eyes and breaking hearts?<br>Or all the same as if he had not been?<br>Not so. Shall Error in the round of time<br>Still father Truth? O shall the braggart shout<br>For some blind glimpse of freedom work itself<br>Thro' madness, hated by the wise, to law<br>System and empire? Sin itself be found<br>The cloudy porch oft opening on the Sun?<br>And only he, this wonder, dead, become<br>Mere highway dust? or year by year alone<br>Sit brooding in the ruins of a life,<br>Nightmare of youth, the spectre of himself!<br>If this were thus, if this, indeed, were all,<br>Better the narrow brain, the stony heart,<br>The staring eye glazed o'er with sapless days,<br>The long mechanic pacings to and fro,<br>The set gray life, and apathetic end.<br>But am I not the nobler thro' thy love?<br>O three times less unworthy! likewise thou<br>Art more thro' Love, and greater than thy years.
“Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath,
And after many a summer dies the swan.”
" Tithonus http://home.att.net/%7ETennysonPoetry/tith.htm", st. 1 (1860) <br class="br">Context: The woods decay, the woods decay and fall,<br>The vapours weep their burthen to the ground,<br>Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath,<br>And after many a summer dies the swan.<br>Me only cruel immortality<br>Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms,<br>Here at the quiet limit of the world,<br>A white-hair'd shadow roaming like a dream<br>The ever-silent spaces of the East,<br>Far-folded mists, and gleaming halls of morn.