1809–1892. English poet.
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But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home. (Lines 5–8)
Jane of Lantern Hill, chapter 9 (“tides that moving seemed asleep”).
‘Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the hart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more. (Part 4, lines 21–25)
Rilla of Ingleside, chapter 21 (“the deeps of despair”).
Raving politics, never at rest – as this poor earth’s pale history runs, –
What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns? (Stanza 2)
Rilla of Ingleside, chapter 19 (“‘struggle of ants / In the gleam of a million million of suns’”).
Alfred, Lord Tennyson, The Complete Poetic Works of Tennyson, Cambridge Edition (Boston: Houghton Mifflin Company; Cambridge: The Riverside Press, 1898). Online at https://archive.org/details/completepoetical00tenn/.