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Love will conquer at the last.
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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And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears!
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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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Here about the beach I wandered, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time.
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Virtue must shape itself in deed.
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Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand the downward slope to death.
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You may tell me that my hand and foot are only imaginary symbols of my existence. I could believe you, but you never, never can convince me that the I is not an eternal reality, and that the spiritual is not the true and real part of me.
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Nothing in Nature is unbeautiful.
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Ring out the false, ring in the true.
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Who is this? And what is here? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer And they crossed themselves for fear, All the Knights at Camelot But Lancelot mused a little space He said, She has a lovely face God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.
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A truth looks freshest in the fashions of the day.
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I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none, And never yet so warmly ran my blood, And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wished for end, Full to the banks, close on the prom- ised good.
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The woods are hush'd, their music is no more The leaf is dead, the yearning past away New leaf, new life--the days of frost are o'er New life, new love, to suit the newer day: New loves are sweet as those that went before: Free love--free field--we love but while we may.
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Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange.
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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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O Blackbird! sing me something well: While all the neighbors shoot thee round, I keep smooth plats of fruitful ground, Where thou may'st warble, eat and dwell.
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All experience is an arch wherethro' gleams that untraveled world whose margins fade forever and forever as we move.
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This barren verbiage, current among men, Light coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.
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The night comes on that knows not morn, When I shall cease to be all alone, To live forgotten, and love forlorn.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
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