Top 4 Quotes by Frederick Tennyson

How sweet the harmonies of the afternoon! The Blackbird sings along the sunny breeze His ancient song of leaves, and summer boon; Rich breath of hayfields streams thro' whispering trees; And birds of morning trim their

How sweet the harmonies of the afternoon! The Blackbird sings along the sunny breeze His ancient song of leaves, and summer boon; Rich breath of hayfields streams thro' whispering trees; And birds of morning trim their bustling wings, And listen fondly--while the Blackbird sings.

Frederick Tennyson

Summer, Sweet, Song

Frederick Tennyson (1854). “Days and Hours”, p.190

Tis not for golden eloquence I pray, A godlike tongue to move a stony heart-- Methinks it were full well to be apart In solitary uplands far away, Betwixt the blossoms of a rosy spray, Dreaming upon the wonderful sweet face Of Nature, in a wild and pathless place.

Frederick Tennyson

Dream, Sweet, Moving

What would it profit thee to be the first Of echoes, tho thy tongue should live forever, A thing that answers, but hath not a thought As lasting but as senseless as a stone.

Frederick Tennyson

Echoes, Forever, Answers

Frederick Tennyson, Sappho, Alcaeus (1890). “The Isles of Greece: Sappho and Alcæus”, London Macmillan 1890.