In the spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove;
In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- Locksley Hall, Line 19
In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- Locksley Hall, Line 19
Related:
- Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing purpose runs,
And the thoughts of men are widen'd with the process... - Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line... - But the jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honour feels.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line... - I, the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line... - Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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Locksley Hall, Line... - Let the great world spin forever down the ringing grooves of change.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line... - Like a dog, he hunts in dreams.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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Locksley Hall, Line... - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line... - This is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line...
