“ 'Tis better to have loved and lostThan never to have loved at all. ”
Alfred, Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam A.H.H. (1850). copy citation
Author | Alfred, Lord Tennyson |
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Source | In Memoriam A.H.H. |
Topic | love loss |
Date | 1850 |
Language | English |
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Weblink | https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/In_Memoriam_A._H._H. |
Context
“To whom a conscience never wakes; Nor, what may count itself as blest, The heart that never plighted troth But stagnates in the weeds of sloth; Nor any want-begotten rest. I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all. ==XXVIII== The time draws near the birth of Christ: The moon is hid; the night is still; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist. Four voices of four hamlets round,
From far and near, on mead and moor,” source
I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all. ==XXVIII== The time draws near the birth of Christ: The moon is hid; the night is still; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist. Four voices of four hamlets round,
From far and near, on mead and moor,” source