What did Alfred Lord Tennyson mean by: Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade. - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England Copy
+ As the husband is, the wife is. Feraz Zeid, October 18, 2023December 26, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Husband, Wife, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ The mighty hopes that make us men. Feraz Zeid, November 6, 2023December 26, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Hope, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Flower, Jesus, Spiritual Life, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Love is the only gold. Feraz Zeid, August 18, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Gold, Love, True Love, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Echoes, Soul, Success, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Life is brief but love is LONG . Feraz Zeid, October 28, 2023December 27, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Love, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ The dream Dreamed by a happy man, when the dark East, Unseen, is brightening to his bridal morn. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Dark, Dream, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
Art is like a border of flowers along the course of civilization. - Lincoln Steffens Journalist · USA
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet. - Jeremy Bentham Philosopher · England