|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|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.|
| Unto dying eyes|
The casement slowly grows a glimmering square.
| The Princess. Part iv. Line 33.|
| 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.|
| 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.|
| 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.|
| Let knowledge grow from more to more.|
| In Memoriam. Prologue. Line 25.|
| 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.|
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]
See Longfellow, page 643. [back]