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The mirror crack'd from side to side The curse has come upon me, cried The Lady of Shalott
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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Forgive! How many will say, forgive, and find a sort of absolution in the sound to hate a little longer!
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This barren verbiage, current among men, Light coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.
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I am half-sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott.
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It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
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As the husband is the wife is thou art mated with a clown, As the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down.
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I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
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Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.
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Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
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Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs.
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Ah, Christ, that it were possible, For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
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Arise, go forth, and conquer as of old.
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