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Альфред Теннисон

Дата рождения: 6. Август 1809
Дата смерти: 6. Октябрь 1892
Другие имена: Alfred Lord Tennyson, Lord Alfred Tennyson

Альфред Теннисон — английский поэт, наиболее яркий выразитель сентиментально-консервативного мировоззрения викторианской эпохи, любимый поэт королевы Виктории, которая дала ему почётное звание поэта-лауреата и титул барона, сделавший его в 1884 году пэром Соединённого королевства . Wikipedia

Цитаты Альфред Теннисон

Citát „Дороже всех титулов — доброе сердце.“
Citát „Лучше любить и потерять, чем совсем не любить.“

„Бороться и искать, найти и не сдаваться.“

—  Альфред Теннисон

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
«Улисс»

„Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths.“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

The Lover's Tale (1879), line 466

„Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,
These three alone lead life to sovereign power.“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Oenone

"Oenone", st. 14
Контексте: Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,
These three alone lead life to sovereign power.
Yet not for power (power of herself
Would come uncall'd for) but to live by law,
Acting the law we live by without fear;
And, because right is right, to follow right
Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.

„Death is the end of life; ah, why
Should life all labour be?“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson, The Lotos-Eaters

Choric Song, st. 4
The Lotos-Eaters (1832)
Контексте: Death is the end of life; ah, why
Should life all labour be?
Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast,
And in a little while our lips are dumb.
Let us alone. What is it that will last?
All things are taken from us, and become
Portions and parcels of the dreadful past.
Let us alone. What pleasure can we have
To war with evil? Is there any peace
In ever climbing up the climbing wave?
All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave
In silence; ripen, fall and cease:
Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease.

„Old age hath yet his honor and his toil.
Death closes all; but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with gods.“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson, книга Ulysses

Источник: Ulysses (1842), l. 46-53
Контексте: Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me —
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honor and his toil.
Death closes all; but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with gods.

„The many fail: the one succeeds.“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson, The Day-Dream

The Arrival, st. 2
The Day-Dream (1842)
Контексте: The bodies and the bones of those
That strove in other days to pass,
Are wither'd in the thorny close,
Or scatter'd blanching on the grass.
He gazes on the silent dead:
"They perish'd in their daring deeds."
This proverb flashes thro' his head,
"The many fail: the one succeeds."

„Thus truth was multiplied on truth“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Lady Clara Vere de Vere

The Poet (1830)
Контексте: p>Thus truth was multiplied on truth, the world
Like one great garden show'd,
And thro' the wreaths of floating dark up-curl'd,
Rare sunrise flow'dAnd Freedom rear'd in that august sunrise
Her beautiful bold brow,
When rites and forms before his burning eyes
Melted like snow.</p

„But am I not the nobler thro' thy love?
O three times less unworthy! likewise thou
Art more thro' Love, and greater than thy years.“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

" Love and Duty http://www.readbookonline.net/read/4310/14259/", l. 1- 21 (1842)
Контексте: Of love that never found his earthly close,
What sequel? Streaming eyes and breaking hearts?
Or all the same as if he had not been?
Not so. Shall Error in the round of time
Still father Truth? O shall the braggart shout
For some blind glimpse of freedom work itself
Thro' madness, hated by the wise, to law
System and empire? Sin itself be found
The cloudy porch oft opening on the Sun?
And only he, this wonder, dead, become
Mere highway dust? or year by year alone
Sit brooding in the ruins of a life,
Nightmare of youth, the spectre of himself!
If this were thus, if this, indeed, were all,
Better the narrow brain, the stony heart,
The staring eye glazed o'er with sapless days,
The long mechanic pacings to and fro,
The set gray life, and apathetic end.
But am I not the nobler thro' thy love?
O three times less unworthy! likewise thou
Art more thro' Love, and greater than thy years.

„Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath,
And after many a summer dies the swan.“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

" Tithonus http://home.att.net/%7ETennysonPoetry/tith.htm", st. 1 (1860)
Контексте: The woods decay, the woods decay and fall,
The vapours weep their burthen to the ground,
Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath,
And after many a summer dies the swan.
Me only cruel immortality
Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms,
Here at the quiet limit of the world,
A white-hair'd shadow roaming like a dream
The ever-silent spaces of the East,
Far-folded mists, and gleaming halls of morn.

„Of love that never found his earthly close,
What sequel?“

—  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

" Love and Duty http://www.readbookonline.net/read/4310/14259/", l. 1- 21 (1842)
Контексте: Of love that never found his earthly close,
What sequel? Streaming eyes and breaking hearts?
Or all the same as if he had not been?
Not so. Shall Error in the round of time
Still father Truth? O shall the braggart shout
For some blind glimpse of freedom work itself
Thro' madness, hated by the wise, to law
System and empire? Sin itself be found
The cloudy porch oft opening on the Sun?
And only he, this wonder, dead, become
Mere highway dust? or year by year alone
Sit brooding in the ruins of a life,
Nightmare of youth, the spectre of himself!
If this were thus, if this, indeed, were all,
Better the narrow brain, the stony heart,
The staring eye glazed o'er with sapless days,
The long mechanic pacings to and fro,
The set gray life, and apathetic end.
But am I not the nobler thro' thy love?
O three times less unworthy! likewise thou
Art more thro' Love, and greater than thy years.

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