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• And on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Day-Dream, The Departure, i...
• Alas for love, if thou wert all, And naught beyond, O Earth!
  -- Felicia D. Hemas (1794-1835) -- The Graves of a Household...
• Ah, when shall all men's good Be each man's rule, and universal peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land, And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, Thro' all the circle of the golden year?
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Golden Yea...
• Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness! This is the state of ma
  o-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him...
• Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be
  They are but broken lights of thee. -- Alfred, Lord Tennyso...
• You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dea
  To-morrow 'll be the happiest time of all the glad New Year,-- Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest, merriest day...
• Ah, why Should life all labour be? -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Lotus-Eaters, iv
• But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Break, break, break...
• Hold thou the good; define it well; For fear divine Philosophy Should push beyond her mark, and be Procuress to the Lords of Hell.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, liii, Stanza 4...