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For love reflects the thing beloved.
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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What rights are those that dare not resist for them?
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As she fled fast through sun and shade The happy winds upon her play'd, Blowing the ringlet from the braid.
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I hold it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
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I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods.
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Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
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This world was once a fluid haze of light, Till toward the centre set the starry tides, And eddied into suns, that wheeling cast The planets: then the monster, then the man.
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Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.
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Be near me when my light is low... And all the wheels of being slow.
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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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This barren verbiage, current among men, Light coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.
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A doubtful throne is ice on summer seas.
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You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear To-morrow'll be the happiest time of all the glad New Year,- Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest, merriest day For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be queen o' the May.
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The song that nerves a nation's heart is in itself a deed.
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Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peaceSleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,While the stars burn, the moons increase,And the great ages onward roll. Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet. Nothing comes to thee new or strange. Sleep full of rest from head to feetLie still, dry dust, secure of change.
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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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Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove.
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Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.
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The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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The wind sounds like a silver wire, And from beyond the noon a fire Is pour'd upon the hills, and nigher The skies stoop down in their desire And, isled in sudden seas of light, My heart, pierced thro' with fierce delight, Bursts into blossom in his sight.
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