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Man is the hunter women are the game those sleek and shining creatures of the chase. We hunt them for the beauty of their skins they love us for it, and we ride them down.
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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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
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We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother's shame however you take it we men are a little breed.
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Forgive my grief for one removed Thy creature whom I found so fair I trust he lives in Thee and there I find him worthier to be loved.
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My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.
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She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.
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Ah, why Should life all labour be?
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Short swallow-flights of song, that dip Their wings in tears, and skim away.
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But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.
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There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear She is coming, my life, my fate The red rose cries, She is near, she is near And the white rose weeps, She is late The larkspur listens, I hear I hear And the lily whispers, I wait.
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