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As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.
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! I should call on that Infinite Love that has served us so well? Infinite cruelty rather, that made everlasting hell, Made us, foreknew us, foredoom'd us, and does what he will with his own Better our dead brute mother who never has heard us groan.
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I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
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Oh for someone with a heart, head and hand. Whatever they call them, what do I care, aristocrat, democrat, autocrat, just be it one that can rule and dare not lie.
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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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A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
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Science grows and Beauty dwindles.
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Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell when I embark.
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I am any man's suitor, If any will be my tutor: Some say this life is pleasant, Some think it speedeth fast, In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past. We laugh, we cry, we are born, we die. Who will riddle me the how and the why?
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Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
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The time draws near the birth of Christ The moon is hid the night is still The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.
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God gives us love. Something to love He lends us but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.
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We are self-uncertain creatures, and we may Yea, even when we know not, mix our spites And private hates with our defence of Heaven.
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For every worm beneath the moon Draws different threads, and late and soon Spins, toiling out his own cocoon.
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We are ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times.
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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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There she weaves by night and day, A magic web with colors gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay, To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott.
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She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.
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Things seen are mightier than things heard.
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Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions, match'd with mine, Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine.
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Be near me when my light is low... And all the wheels of being slow.
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