What did Alfred Lord Tennyson mean by: Authority forgets a dying king. - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England Copy
+ His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Faith, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ The white flower of a blameless life. Feraz Zeid, August 19, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Flower, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Old age hath yet his honour and his toil. Feraz Zeid, July 19, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Age, Funny, Toil, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ O last regret, regret can die! Feraz Zeid, September 1, 2023December 24, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Die, Regret, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Sweet is true love, though given in vain. Explain Feraz Zeid, September 11, 2023December 24, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Love, Sweet, Vain, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Happy days roll onward leading up to golden years. Feraz Zeid, August 5, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Golden, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Perseverance, Strength, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ The same words conceal and declare the thoughts of men. Feraz Zeid, October 8, 2023December 26, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Death never takes the wise man by surprise, he is always ready to go. - Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
I’m not afraid of death. It’s the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death is the next step after the pension-it’s perpetual retirement without pay. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France