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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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I will be deafer than the blue-eyed cat, And thrice as blind as any noonday owl, To holy virgins in their ecstasies.
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The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
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Lady, for indeed I loved you and I deemed you beautiful, I cannot brook to see your beauty marred Through evil spite: and if ye love me not, I cannot bear to dream you so forsworn: I had liefer ye were worthy of my love, Than to be loved again of you - farewell And though ye kill my hope, not yet my love, Vex not yourself: ye will not see me more.
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And o'er the hills, and far away Beyond their utmost purple rim, Beyond the night, across the day, Thro' all the world she follow'd him.
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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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Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
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Ring out the false, ring in the true.
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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.
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How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life.
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I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
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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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Follow the deer? Follow the Christ the King. Live pure, speak true,right wrong, Follow the King-- Else, wherefore born?
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The wild swan's death-hymn took the soul Of that waste place with joy Hidden in sorrow: at first to the ear The warble was low, and full and clear.
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Our wills are ours, we know not how Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
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Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.
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Nor is he the wisest man who never proved himself a fool.
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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As the husband is, the wife is.
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I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods.
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That tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew.
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