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Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange.
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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How many a father have I seen, A sober man, among his boys, Whose youth was full of foolish noise.
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I know that age to age succeeds, Blowing a noise of tongues and deeds, A dust of systems and of creeds.
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I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.
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We needs must love the highest when we see it.
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Ah, when shall all men's good Be each man's rule, and universal peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land, And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, Thro' all the circle of the golden year?
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Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace.
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Live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world.
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Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.
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You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear To-morrow'll be the happiest time of all the glad New Year,- Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest, merriest day For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be queen o' the May.
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In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold
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...and our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
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