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I will love thee to the death, And out beyond into the dream to come.
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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Full knee-deep lies the winter snow, And the winter winds are wearily sighing: Toll ye the church bell sad and slow, And tread softly and speak low, For the old year lies a-dying. Old year you must not die You came to us so readily, You lived with us so steadily, Old year you shall not die.
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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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Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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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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Better not to be at all Than not to be noble.
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The still affection of the heart Became an outward breathing type, That into stillness past again, And left a want unknown before Although the loss had brought us pain, That loss but made us love the more.
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And every dew-drop paints a bow.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
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Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
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Virtue must shape itself in deed.
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I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
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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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Sweet is true love, though given in vain.
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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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So sad, so fresh the days that are no more.
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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
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Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.
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The dirty nurse, Experience, in her kind Hath fouled me.
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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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