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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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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Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.
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The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after many summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world.
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Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
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Is there evil but on earth? Or pain in every peopled sphere? Well, be grateful for the sounding watchword Evolution here.
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All things human change.
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Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of: Wherefore, let they voice, Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
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How many a father have I seen, A sober man, among his boys, Whose youth was full of foolish noise.
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How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life.
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Oh yet we trust that somehow good will be the final goal of ill!
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Nature, red in tooth and claw.
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Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
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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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It is unconceivable that the whole Universe was merely created for us who live in this third-rate planet of a third-rate moon.
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O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying! And answer, echoes, answer! dying, dying, dying.
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There rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
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Ah, when shall all men's good Be each man's rule, and universal peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land, And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, Thro' all the circle of the golden year?
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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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Love's too precious to be lost, A little grain shall not be spilt.
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I am on fire within. There comes no murmur of reply. What is it that will take away my sin, And save me lest I die?
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There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
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