Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes About Sorrow

Quotes about: Sorrow

• Love's arms were wreathed about the neck of Hope,
  And Hope kiss'd Love, and Love drew in her breath
  In that close kiss and drank her whisper'd tales.
  They said that Love would die when Hope was gone.
  And Love mourn'd long, and sorrow'd after Hope;
  At last she sought out Memory, and they trod
  The same old paths where Love had walked with Hope,
  And Memory fed the soul of Love with tears.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Life, Memories, Kissing

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.373, Delphi Classics

• I can't sleep without knowing there's hope. Half the night I waste in sighs. In a wakeful doze I sorrow. For the hands, for the lips... the eyes. For the meeting of tomorrow.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Sleep, Eye, Night

• Half the night I waste in sighs, Half in dreams I sorrow after The delight of early skies; In a wakeful dose I sorrow For the hand, the lips, the eyes, For the meeting of the morrow, The delight of happy laughter, The delight of low replies.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Dream, Laughter, Eye

  Alfred Lord Tennyson, “Maud: A Monodrama (Part Ii, Excerpt)”

• I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods: I envy not the beast that takes His license in the field of time, Unfetter’d by the sense of crime, To whom a conscience never wakes; Nor, what may count itself as blest, The heart that never plighted troth But stagnates in the weeds of sloth; Nor any want-begotten rest. I hold it true, whate’er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; ‘Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Summer, Weed, Heart

  In Memoriam canto 27 (1850) See Congreve 7

• A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Time, Sorrow, Crowns

  'Locksley Hall' (1842) l. 75.

• Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Wise, Sorrow

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2014). “In Memoriam”, p.125, Broadview Press

• Can calm despair and wild unrest Be tenants of a single breast, Or sorrow such a changeling be?

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Sorrow, Despair, Unrest

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2014). “In Memoriam”, p.54, Broadview Press

• 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

  Swans, Hymns, Joy

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.229, Delphi Classics

• Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Suicide, Crazy, Sorrow

  'The Two Voices' (1842) st. 132

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