What did Alfred Lord Tennyson mean by: Be near me when my light is low… And all the wheels of being slow. - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England Copy
+ The sinThat neither God nor man can well forgive. Feraz Zeid, September 8, 2023December 26, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Forgiveness, Forgiving, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Short swallow-flights of song, that dip Their wings in tears, and skim away. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Singing, Wings, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die. Feraz Zeid, July 12, 2023January 10, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Die, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Arise, go forth, and conquer as of old. Feraz Zeid, June 23, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Conquer, Military, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Virtue must shape itself in deed. Feraz Zeid, July 24, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Deeds, Shapes, Virtue, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Rain, rain, and sun! A rainbow in the sky! Feraz Zeid, June 26, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Rain, Rainbow, Sky, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ The greater person is one of courtesy. Feraz Zeid, August 21, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Courtesy, Manners, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Authority forgets a dying king. Feraz Zeid, September 20, 2023December 24, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Death, Dying, Kings, 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
You can’t make an architect. But you can open the doors and windows toward the light as you see it. - Frank Lloyd Wright Architect · USA
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
