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List Of Ranger's Apprentice Characters - Minor Characters - Tennyson
... Tennyson is a criminal that makes a religious cult and goes around fooling people into believing his false god (Alseiass, the Golden God) and eventually tricking them out of ... batch of smoke bomb devices to force a cave in of Tennyson's preaching cave ... During the cave in, Tennyson falls into the rocks and is killed ...
Mariana (poem) - Themes
... Tennyson's poems traditionally rely on the use of visual imagery for effect ... In Mariana, Tennyson instead emphasizes auditory imagery that serves to emphasize her solitude ... In contrast to Tennyson's other poems, including The Lady of Shalott, there is no movement within Mariana ...
List Of Monk Characters - Recurring Characters and Special Appearances - Warrick Tennyson
... Warrick Tennyson First appearance "Mr ... Portrayed by Frank Collison Information Gender Male Warrick Tennyson was a career criminal and explosives expert who was hired to build the bomb in 1997 ... Dale the Whale tells Monk that Tennyson was involved in the murder, in "Mr ...
Tennyson, Texas
... Tennyson is an unincorporated community in southeastern Coke County, Texas, United States ... Although Tennyson is unincorporated, it has a post office, with the ZIP code of 76953 the ZCTA for ZIP Code 76953 had a population of 64 at the 2000 census ... Named for Alfred, Lord Tennyson by an English settler who arrived in 1882, the community received a post office in 1892 ...
Mariana (poem)
... Mariana is a poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson published in 1830 ... The poem follows a common theme in much of Tennyson's work—that of despondent isolation ... The premise of Mariana originates in William Shakespeare's Measure for Measure, but the lover of Tennyson's Mariana does not return at the end of the poem ...

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    The sun came dazzling through the leaves,
    And flamed upon the brazen greaves
    Of bold Sir Lancelot.
    —Alfred Tennyson (1809–1892)

    Can I think of her as dead, and love her for the love she bore?
    No—she never loved me truly: love is love for evermore.
    —Alfred Tennyson (1809–1892)

    Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward let us range,
    Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of
    change.
    —Alfred Tennyson (1809–1892)