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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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How many a father have I seen, A sober man, among his boys, Whose youth was full of foolish noise.
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That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outright, But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to fight.
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Earth is dry to the centre, But spring, a new comer, A spring rich and strange, Shall make the winds blow Round and round, Thro' and thro', Here and there, Till the air And the ground Shall be fill'd with life anew.
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All is well, tho' faith and form Be sunder'd in the night of fear.
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This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse.
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But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
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Wearing all that weight Of learning lightly like a flower.
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Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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Rain, rain, and sun! A rainbow in the sky!
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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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Is there evil but on earth? Or pain in every peopled sphere? Well, be grateful for the sounding watchword Evolution here.
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The old order changes yielding place to new.
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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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Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time Sparkle forever.
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All the windy ways of men Are but dust that rises up, And is lightly laid again.
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A simple maiden in her flower, Is worth a hundred coats of arms.
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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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Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to towered Camelot.
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