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He makes no friend who never made a foe.
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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And out of darkness came the hands that reach through nature, moulding men.
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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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And was the day of my delight As pure and perfect as I say?
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He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.
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No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years.
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Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
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Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him and tho' he trip and fall, He shall not blind his soul with clay.
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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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Sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moans of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
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On all things created remaineth the half-effaced signature of God, Somewhat of fair and good, though blotted by the finger of corruption.
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It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew.
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Virtue must shape itself in deed.
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Come, my friends Tis not too late to seek a newer world Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die
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The words 'far, far away' had always a strange charm.
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That man's the true Conservative who lops the moldered branch away.
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I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
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Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to towered Camelot.
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