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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
Age: 83 †
Born: 1809
Born: August 6
Died: 1892
Died: October 6
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What are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend?
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And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three.
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Forgive! How many will say, forgive, and find a sort of absolution in the sound to hate a little longer!
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And o'er the hills, and far away Beyond their utmost purple rim, Beyond the night, across the day, Thro' all the world she follow'd him.
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Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
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The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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Nature, red in tooth and claw.
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A still small voice spake unto me, 'Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
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And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.
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Things seen are mightier than things heard.
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