But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills,
And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me,
And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’d
To dwell in presence of immortal youth,
Immortal age beside immortal youth,
And all I was, in ashes.
- Tithonus
Tags: beauty death youth gifts gods immortality
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
Alfred TennysonTags: friendship love
I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Verse XXVII
Tags: love poetry loss sorrow bereavement consolation
Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
Alfred TennysonThe year is dying in the night.
Alfred TennysonTags: year
Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Tags: age poetry heroism ulysses
Forgive my grief for one removed
Thy creature whom I found so fair
I trust he lives in Thee and there
I find him worthier to be loved.
Tags: grief love-faith-in-god
I have led her home, my love, my
only friend.
There is none like her, none,
And never yet so warmly ran my
blood,
And sweetly, on and on
Calming itself to the long-wished for
end,
Full to the banks, close on the prom-
ised good.
For words, like Nature, half reveal
And half conceal the Soul within.
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.
Tags: knowledge poetry dreams childlike
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