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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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She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She look'd down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide The mirror crack'd from side to side The curse is come upon me, cried The Lady of Shalott.
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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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Blow trumpet, for the world is white with May.
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Ring out the grief that saps the mind, for those that were here we see no more.
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Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
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if you don't concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.
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One so small Who knowing nothing knows but to obey.
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I will love thee to the death, And out beyond into the dream to come.
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There is always change, bad customs pass and give way to better ones.
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So sad, so fresh the days that are no more.
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Nor is he the wisest man who never proved himself a fool.
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Lady, for indeed I loved you and I deemed you beautiful, I cannot brook to see your beauty marred Through evil spite: and if ye love me not, I cannot bear to dream you so forsworn: I had liefer ye were worthy of my love, Than to be loved again of you - farewell And though ye kill my hope, not yet my love, Vex not yourself: ye will not see me more.
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All precious things, discover'd late, To those that seek them issue forth, For love in sequel works with fate, And draws the veil from hidden worth.
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Nor at all can tell Whether I mean this day to end myself, Or lend an ear to Plato where he says, That men like soldiers may not quit the post Allotted by the Gods.
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There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
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Old age hath yet his honour and his toil.
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Oh yet we trust that somehow good will be the final goal of ill!
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Ah, why Should life all labour be?
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O mighty-mouthed inventor of harmonies, O skilled to sing of Time or Eternity, God-gifted organ-voice of England, Milton, a name to resound for ages.
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A daughter of the gods, divinely tall, And most divinely fair.
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