Frederick Tennyson Quotes

• How sweet the harmonies of the afternoon!
  The Blackbird sings along the sunny breeze
  His ancient song of leaves, and summer boon;
  Rich breath of hayfields streams thro' whispering trees;
  And birds of morning trim their bustling wings,
  And listen fondly--while the Blackbird sings.

  Frederick Tennyson

  Summer, Sweet, Song

  Frederick Tennyson (1854). “Days and Hours”, p.190

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• Tis not for golden eloquence I pray,
  A godlike tongue to move a stony heart--
  Methinks it were full well to be apart
  In solitary uplands far away,
  Betwixt the blossoms of a rosy spray,
  Dreaming upon the wonderful sweet face
  Of Nature, in a wild and pathless place.

  Frederick Tennyson

  Dream, Sweet, Moving

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• What would it profit thee to be the first Of echoes, tho thy tongue should live forever, A thing that answers, but hath not a thought As lasting but as senseless as a stone.

  Frederick Tennyson

  Echoes, Forever, Answers

  Frederick Tennyson, Sappho, Alcaeus (1890). “The Isles of Greece: Sappho and Alcæus”, London Macmillan 1890.

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• Softly the loud peal dies, In passing winds it drowns, But breathes, like perfect joys, Tender tones.

  Frederick Tennyson

  Wind, Perfect, Joy

  Frederick Tennyson (1854). “Days and hours [poems].”, p.62

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