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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 Tennyson
I fain would follow love, if that could be;
I needs must follow death, who calls for me;
Call and I follow, I follow! let me die. — Alfred Tennyson
I needs must follow death, who calls for me;
Call and I follow, I follow! let me die. — Alfred Tennyson
I loved you, and my love had no return,
And therefore my true love has been my death. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
And therefore my true love has been my death. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell when I embark.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
People who like surprises want you to like surprises, too.
— Emily Giffin
Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Seal'd her minefrom her first sweet breath
Mine, and mine by right, from birth till death
Mine, mine-our fathers have sworn. — Alfred Tennyson
Mine, and mine by right, from birth till death
Mine, mine-our fathers have sworn. — Alfred Tennyson
Be honest and don't pretend you're not falling truly, madly, and deeply for this guy. Denial will get you in trouble.
— David Levithan
I follow up the quest despite of day and night and death and hell.
— Alfred Tennyson
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of hell. — Alfred Tennyson
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of hell. — Alfred Tennyson
hydra of revolution,
— Leo Tolstoy
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shallot. — Alfred Tennyson
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shallot. — Alfred Tennyson
I will love thee to the death,
And out beyond into the dream to come. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
And out beyond into the dream to come. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Never, oh! never, nothing will die; The stream flows, The wind blows, The cloud fleets, The heart beats, Nothing will die.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand the downward slope to death.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Forerun thy peers, thy time, and let
Thy feet, millenniums hence, be set
In midst of knowledge, dream'd not yet. — Alfred Tennyson
Thy feet, millenniums hence, be set
In midst of knowledge, dream'd not yet. — Alfred Tennyson
Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
I have travelled many places but still I find that perhaps the greatest journey is through one's own mind.
— Anonymous
The night comes on that knows not morn,
When I shall cease to be all alone,
To live forgotten, and love forlorn. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
When I shall cease to be all alone,
To live forgotten, and love forlorn. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Wisdom is knowing when you don't know
— Socrates
I wither slowly in thine arms; here at the quiet limit of the world, a white hair'd shadow roaming like a dream.
— Alfred Tennyson
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred. — Alfred Lord Tennyson
Every teenage artist out there is mostly talking about boys, and I think there's so much more to being a teenager than just boys.
— Solange Knowles
The wild swan's death-hymn took the soul Of that waste place with joy Hidden in sorrow: at first to the ear The warble was low, and full and clear.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Old men must die, or the world would grow mouldy, would only breed the past again.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Be near me when my light is low ... And all the wheels of being slow.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson