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I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
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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And common is the commonplace, And vacant chaff well meant for grain.
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And was the day of my delight As pure and perfect as I say?
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The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
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There is always change, bad customs pass and give way to better ones.
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All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
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Too much wit makes the world rotten.
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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Many a night I saw the Pleiads, Rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies, Tangled in a silver braid.
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My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
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Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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The woman's cause is man's. They rise or sink Together. / Dwarf'd or godlike, bound or free miserable, / How shall men grow? - Let her be / All that not harms distinctive womanhood.
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And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.
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Shall it not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string? I am shamed through all my nature to have lov'd so slight a thing.
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Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell when I embark.
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Come, my friends Tis not too late to seek a newer world Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die
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I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.
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Man is man, and master of his fate.
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The woods are hush'd, their music is no more The leaf is dead, the yearning past away New leaf, new life--the days of frost are o'er New life, new love, to suit the newer day: New loves are sweet as those that went before: Free love--free field--we love but while we may.
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And out of darkness came the hands that reach through nature, moulding men.
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