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Love's too precious to be lost, A little grain shall not be spilt.
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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Willows whiten, aspens quiver, little breezes dusk and shiver, thro' the wave that runs forever by the island in the river, flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls and four gray towers, overlook a space of flowers, and the silent isle imbowers, the Lady of Shalott.
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Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade.
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Every man, for the sake of the great blessed Mother in Heaven, and for the love of his own little mother on earth, should handle all womankind gently, and hold them in all Honor.
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Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.
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Gorgonised me from head to foot With a stony British stare.
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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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By blood a king, in heart a clown.
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In the long years liker they must grow The man be more of woman, she of man.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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Shall love be blamed for want of faith?
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The song that nerves a nation's heart is in itself a deed.
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Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand Ring out the darkness of the land Ring in the Christ that is to be.
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Mastering the lawless science of our law,- that codeless myriad of precedent, that wilderness of single instances.
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My purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die.
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The white flower of a blameless life.
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Though much is taken, much abides and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace.
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A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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But the churchmen fain would kill their church, As the churches have kill'd their Christ.
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