Alfred Lord Tennyson

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'

Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Who is wise in love, love most, say least.

The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passio ...

Lo! sweeten'd with the summer light, The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow, Drops in a silent au ...

Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dialer of thoughts, and every ...

Willows whiten, aspens quiver, little breezes dusk and shiver, thro' the wave that runs forever by t ...

Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the ri ...

Silence, beautiful voice.

Cast all your cares on God; that anchor holds.

Boldly they rode and well,Into the jaws of Death,Into the mouth of hell.

Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.

All night have the roses heard The flute, violin, bassoon; All night has the casement jessamine stir ...

O Blackbird! sing me something well: While all the neighbors shoot thee round, I keep smooth plats o ...