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The white flower of a blameless life.
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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In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
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Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
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And ah for a man to arise in me, That the man I am may cease to be!
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If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour?
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Old age hath yet his honour and his toil.
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Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade.
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For love reflects the thing beloved.
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Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand the downward slope to death.
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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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Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.
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