Shall love be blamed for want of faith? Auteur: Alfred Tennyson Copy Quote More from Alfred Tennyson “I hold it true, whate'er befall;I feel it when I sorrow most;'Tis better to hav…” “And ah for a man to arise in me,That the man I am may cease to be!” “He makes no friends who never made a foe.” “Let the great world spin for ever downthe ringing grooves of change.”