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• That tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington, Stanza 4...
• For this is England's greatest son, He that gain'd a hundred fights, And never lost an English gun.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington, Stanza 6...
• Oh good gray head which all men knew!
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington, Stanza 4...
• All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Charge of the Light Brigade, Stanza 1...
• 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!...
• That a lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lie
  That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outrigh...
• Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them.
  . . . . Into the jaws of death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred....
• O love! O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Fatima, Stanza 3...
• The long mechanic pacings to and fro, The set, gray life, and apathetic end.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Love and Duty...