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Once in a golden hour, I cast to earth a seed, And up there grew a flower, That others called a weed.
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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But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
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As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.
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Name and fame! to fly sublime Through the courts, the camps, the schools Is to be the ball of Time, Bandied in the hands of fools.
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Better not to be at all Than not to be noble.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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All things human change.
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So dear a life your arms enfold, Whose crying is a cry for gold.
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Virtue!--to be good and just-- Every heart, when sifted well, Is a clot of warmer dust, Mix'd with cunning sparks of hell.
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Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers Unfaith is aught is want of faith in all.
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Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
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