"Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime."

Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 4.

"Oh good gray head which all men knew!"

Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 4.

"That tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew."

Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 4.

"For this is England's greatest son, He that gain'd a hundred fights, And never lost an English gun."

Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 6.

"Not once or twice in our rough-island story The path of duty was the way to glory."

Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 8.

"All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred."

The Charge of the Light Brigade. Stanza 1.

"Some one had blunder'd: Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die."

The Charge of the Light Brigade. Stanza 2.

"Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them. . . . . Into the jaws of death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred."

The Charge of the Light Brigade. Stanza 3.

"That a lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies; That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outright; But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to fight."

The Grandmother. Stanza 8.

"O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange-blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine!"

The Daisy. Stanza 1.

"So dear a life your arms enfold, Whose crying is a cry for gold."

The Daisy. Stanza 24.

"Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed."

The Flower.

"In that fierce light which beats upon a throne."

Idylls of the King. Dedication.

"It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all."

Idylls of the King. Merlin and Vivien.

"His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true."

Idylls of the King. Launcelot and Elaine.

"The old order changeth, yielding place to new; And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world."

The Passing of Arthur.

"I am going a long way With these thou seëst--if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)-- To the island-valley of Avilion, Where falls not hail or rain or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound."

The Passing of Arthur.

"With prudes for proctors, dowagers for deans, And sweet girl-graduates in their golden hair."

The Princess. Prologue. Line 141.

"A rosebud set with little wilful thorns, And sweet as English air could make her, she."

The Princess. Part i. Line 153.

"Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time Sparkle forever."

The Princess. Part ii. Line 355.

"Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying! Blow, bugle! answer, echoes! dying, dying, dying."

The Princess. Part iii. Line 352.

"O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying! And answer, echoes, answer! dying, dying, dying."

The Princess. Part iii. Line 360.

"There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun."

The Princess. Part iv. Line 1.

"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair 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 remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd 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.

"Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null."

Maud. Part i. ii.

"That jewell'd mass of millinery, That oil'd and curl'd Assyrian Bull."

Maud. Part i. vi. Stanza 6.

"Gorgonized me from head to foot, With a stony British stare."

Maud. Part i. xiii. Stanza 2.

"Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown; Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone."

Maud. Part i. xxii. Stanza 1.

"Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls."

Maud. Part i. xxii. Stanza 9.

"Ah, Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be."

Maud. Part ii. iv. Stanza 3.

"Let knowledge grow from more to more."

In Memoriam. Prologue. Line 25.

"I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things."

In Memoriam. i. Stanza 1.

"But for the unquiet heart and brain A use in measured language lies; The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotics numbing pain."

In Memoriam. v. Stanza 2.

"Never morning wore To evening, but some heart did break."

In Memoriam. vi. Stanza 2.

"And topples round the dreary west A looming bastion fringed with fire."

In Memoriam. xv. Stanza 5.

"And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land."

In Memoriam. xviii. Stanza 1.

"I do but sing because I must, And pipe but as the linnets sing."

In Memoriam. xxi. Stanza 6.

"The shadow cloak'd from head to foot."

In Memoriam. xxiii. Stanza 1.

"Who keeps the keys of all the creeds."

In Memoriam. xxiii. Stanza 2.

"And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech."

In Memoriam. xxiii. Stanza 4.

"'T is better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all."

In Memoriam. xxvii. Stanza 4.

"Her eyes are homes of silent prayer."

In Memoriam. xxxii. Stanza 1.

"Whose faith has centre everywhere, Nor cares to fix itself to form."

In Memoriam. xxxiii. Stanza 1.

"Short swallow-flights of song, that dip Their wings in tears, and skim away."

In Memoriam. xlviii. Stanza 4.

"Hold thou the good; define it well; For fear divine Philosophy Should push beyond her mark, and be Procuress to the Lords of Hell."

In Memoriam. liii. Stanza 4.

"Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill."

In Memoriam. liv. Stanza 1.