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And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck Shall fling her old shoe after.
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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That loss is common would not make My own less bitter, rather more: Too common! Never morning wore To evening, but some heart did break.
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Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
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Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control these three alone lead one to sovereign power.
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But the churchmen fain would kill their church, As the churches have kill'd their Christ.
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He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
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I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone.
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But every page having an ample marge, And every marge enclosing in the midst A square of text that looks a little blot.
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The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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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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