Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes About Love

Quotes about: Love

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  Love is the only gold.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Gold, True Love

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.1972, Delphi Classics

• 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Funny, Life

  In Memoriam canto 27 (1850) See Congreve 7

• If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Friendship, Romantic

• Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Dream, Art

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.588, Delphi Classics

• O love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Kissing, Fire

  'Fatima' (1832) st. 3

• He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Sad, Lying

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.2331, Delphi Classics

• Who is wise in love, love most, say least.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, True Love, Wise

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2012). “Idylls of the King”, p.119, Courier Corporation

• To me He is all fault who hath no fault at all: For who loves me must have a touch of earth.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Earth, Faults

  'Idylls of the King' (1842-85) 'Lancelot and Elaine' (1859) l. 132

• The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Sick, Shadow

  Alfred Lord Tennyson (1875). “Queen Mary. A Drama”, p.55

• Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Life, Sight

  Alfred Tennyson Tennyson, Baron, Alfred Lord Tennyson (2014). “Fifty Poems”, p.114, Cambridge University Press

• God gives us love. Something to love
  He lends us; but when love is grown
  To ripeness, that on which it throve
  Falls off, and love is left alone.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Life, Fall

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.2607, Delphi Classics

• Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone: And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Morning, Moving

  'Maud' (1855) pt. 1, sect. 22, st. 1

• O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine!

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Orange, Land

  'The Daisy' (1855) st. 1

• Of love that never found his earthly close, What sequel? Streaming eyes and breaking hearts; Or all the same as if he had not been?

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Heart, Eye

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.453, Delphi Classics

• Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Hate, Scorn

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.2492, Delphi Classics

• O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying! And answer, echoes, answer! dying, dying, dying.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Blow, Sky

  'The Princess' (1847) pt. 4, song (added 1850)

• Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Sweet, Pain

• Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Looks, Remember

  Alfred Tennyson Tennyson, Baron, Alfred Lord Tennyson (2014). “Fifty Poems”, p.116, Cambridge University Press

• Sweet is true love, though given in vain.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Love, Sweet, Vain

  Alfred Lord Tennyson (2013). “Idylls of the King”, p.159, Simon and Schuster

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