Tennyson final goal of ill
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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.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Who loves not a false imagining, an unreal character in us; but looking through all the rubbish of our imperfections, loves in us the divine ideal of our natures - not the man that we are, but the angel that we may be.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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!
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
Lord Tennyson
Of no mortal say, 'That man is happy,' till vexed by no grievous ill he pass life's goal.
Sophocles
I am a part of all that I have met; yet all experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control - these three alone lead life to sovereign power.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
He never sold the truth to serve the hour, nor paltered with Eternal God for power.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother's shame; however you take it we men are a little breed.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
To do him any wrong was to beget a kindness from him, for his heart was rich - of such fine mould that if you sowed therein the seed of hate, it blossomed charity.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
