Alfred (Lord) Tennyson Quotes on Rejection
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You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold to you than I.
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There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing-space; I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
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Who shall call me ungentle, unfair, I long'd so heartily then and there To give him the grasp of fellowship; But while I past he was humming an air, Stopt, and then with a riding whip, Leisurely tapping a glossy boot, And curving a contumelious lip, Gorgonised me from head to foot With a stony British stare.