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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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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The mighty hopes that make us men.
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Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Do we indeed desire the dead Should still be near us at our side ? Is there no baseness we would hide ? No inner vileness that we dread ? How many a father have I seen A sober man, among his boys Whose youth was full of foolish noise.
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But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.
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We are all a part of every person we have ever met.
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She has a lovely face God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.
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Short swallow-flights of song, that dip Their wings in tears, and skim away.
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The sin That neither God nor man can well forgive.
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Love's too precious to be lost, A little grain shall not be spilt.
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