Lord Alfred Tennyson ( 10 of 46 )
This oiled and curled Assyrian bull,
Smelling of musk and of insolence.
This oiled and curled Assyrian bull,
Smelling of musk and of insolence.
Look you! I myself am nearest to myself.
Look you! I myself am nearest to myself.
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud.
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud.
It is, I believe, better to restrain the passions of youth by a
sense of shame, and by conciliatory read more
It is, I believe, better to restrain the passions of youth by a
sense of shame, and by conciliatory means, than by fear.
If we cannot do what we want, we must do what we can.
If we cannot do what we want, we must do what we can.
The quarrels of lovers lead but to the renewal of love.
The quarrels of lovers lead but to the renewal of love.
This is the reward of my folly.
This is the reward of my folly.
And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
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And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world that is the old.
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
Should banded unions persecute
Opinions, and induce a time
When single thought is civil crime,
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Should banded unions persecute
Opinions, and induce a time
When single thought is civil crime,
And individual freedom mute,
. . . .
Then waft me from the harbour's mouth,
Wild wind, I seek a warmer sky.
