| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Alfred Tennyson Tennyson. (18091892) (continued) |
| | Rise in the heart and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. |
| The Princess. Part iv. Line 21. |
| 6778 | Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square. |
| The Princess. Part iv. Line 33. |
| 6779 | Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret. Oh death in life, the days that are no more! |
| The Princess. Part iv. Line 36. |
| 6780 | Sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. |
| The Princess. Part vii. Line 203. |
| 6781 | 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. |
| The Princess. Part vii. Line 308. |
| 6782 | | Let knowledge grow from more to more. |
| In Memoriam. Prologue. Line 25. |
| 6783 | I held it truth, with him who sings 1 To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things. 2 |
| In Memoriam. i. Stanza 1. |
| | Note 1. The poet alluded to is Goethe. I know this from Lord Tennyson himself, although he could not identify the passage; and when I submitted to him a small book of mine on his marvellous poem, he wrote, It is Goethes creed, on this very passage.Rev. Dr. Getty (Vicar of Ecclesfield, Yorkshire). [back] | Note 2. See Longfellow, page 643. [back] |
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