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• A rosebud set with little wilful thorns, And sweet as English air could make her, she.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess, Part i, Line 153...
• With prudes for proctors, dowagers for deans, And sweet girl-graduates in their golden hair.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess, Prologue, Line 141...
• Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for othe
  deep as love,-- Deep as first love, and wild with all regret....
• Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
• But oh for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Break, break, break...
• There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess, Part iv, Line 1...
• Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess, Part iv, Line 33...
• Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him
  and tho' he trip and fall, He shall not blind his soul with clay....
• Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time Sparkle forever.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess, Part ii, Line 355...