A Quote by Alfred Lord Tennyson

An English homegrey twilight poured On dewy pasture, dewy trees, Softer than sleepall things in order stored, A haunt of ancient Peace.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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All Things Ancient English Haunt Order Pasture Peace Softer Than Things Trees Twilight

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Alfred Lord Tennyson
British - Poet
August 6, 1809 - October 6, 1892

I know a little garden close Set thick with lily and red rose, Where I would wander if I might From dewy dawn to dewy night. And have one with me wandering.

William Morris

Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.

John Keats

The cool peace and dewy sweetness of the night filled me with a mood of hope: not hope on any definite point, but a general sense of encouragement and heart-ease.

Charlotte Bronte

I think it's nice to age gracefully. OK, you lose the youth, a certain stamina and dewy glow, but what you gain on the inside as a human being is wonderful: the wisdom, the acceptance and the peace of mind. It's a fair exchange.

Cherie Lunghi

I have freckles; I don't like covering up too much. I like things dewy and natural, and I think that having moisture in your skin is really beautiful and youthful - sometimes that's more important than coverage.

Banks

I like looking wet, sweaty, dewy, fresh.

Paloma Elsesser

I'm fascinated by animals and couldn't live without Dewy, my Boston bulldog.

Jillian Hervey

Here bloom red roses, dewy wet, And beds of fragrant mignonette.

Goodale Sisters

Reading Chaucer is like brushing through the dewy grass at sunrise.

James Russell Lowell

The full-blown rose, mid dewy sweets Most perfect dies.

Maria Gowen Brooks

Hobbits are an unobtrusive but very ancient people, more numerous formerly than they are today; for they love peace and quiet and good tilled earth: a well-ordered and well-farmed countryside was their favourite haunt.

J. R. R. Tolkien

Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.

Alexander Pope

The rose saith in the dewy morn, I am most fair; Yet all my loveliness is born Upon a thorn.

Christina Rossetti

I have had more than half a century of such happiness. A great deal of worry and sorrow, too, but never a worry or a sorrow that was not offset by a purple iris, a lark, a bluebird, or a dewy morning glory.