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Who loves not Knowledge? Who shall rail Against her beauty? May she mix With men and prosper! Who shall fix Her pillars? Let her work prevail.
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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Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers Unfaith is aught is want of faith in all.
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Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange.
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But the churchmen fain would kill their church, As the churches have kill'd their Christ.
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Love will conquer at the last.
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Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.
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There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.
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All things human change.
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Men may come and men may go but I go on forever.
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Thoroughly to believe in one's own self, so one's self were thorough, were to do great things.
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This round of green, this orb of flame, Fantastic beauty such as lurks In some wild poet, when he works Without a conscience or an aim.
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Tho' much is taken, much abides.
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