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Alfred Lord Tennyson Inspirational Quotes (453)

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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
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A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dialer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly read in your words what is the hour of your thoughts.
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Sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moans of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
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I do but sing because I must and pipe but as the linnets sing.
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.
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Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.
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The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honor feels.
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Sweet is true love, though given in vain.
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'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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Science grows and Beauty dwindles.
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Ring out the grief that saps the mind, for those that were here we see no more.
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And common is the commonplace, And vacant chaff well meant for grain.
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The woman is so hard Upon the woman.
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Because right is right, to follow right Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.
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O Blackbird! sing me something well: While all the neighbors shoot thee round, I keep smooth plats of fruitful ground, Where thou may'st warble, eat and dwell.
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What! I should call on that Infinite Love that has served us so well? Infinite cruelty rather, that made everlasting hell, Made us, foreknew us, foredoom'd us, and does what he will with his own Better our dead brute mother who never has heard us groan.
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And ah for a man to arise in me, That the man I am may cease to be!
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Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again
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Arise, go forth, and conquer as of old.
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Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
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