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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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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Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower-but if I could understand What you are, root and all, all in all, I should know what God and man is.
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Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.
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For always roaming with a hungry heart.
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Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead.
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A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
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Launch your vessel, And crowd your canvas, And, ere it vanishes Over the margin, After it, follow it, FollowThe Gleam.
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I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
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Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.
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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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Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
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A simple maiden in her flower, Is worth a hundred coats of arms.
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Name and fame! to fly sublime Through the courts, the camps, the schools Is to be the ball of Time, Bandied in the hands of fools.
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