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The world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.
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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It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew.
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I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.
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Lo! sweeten'd with the summer light, The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow, Drops in a silent autumn night. All its allotted length of days The flower ripens in its place, Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil, Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.
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Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.
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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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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
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Old men must die, or the world would grow mouldy, would only breed the past again.
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After-dinner talk Across the walnuts and the wine.
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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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She sleeps: her breathings are not heard In palace chambers far apart. The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd That lie upon her charmed heart She sleeps: on either hand upswells The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest: She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest.
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The mighty hopes that make us men.
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Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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And was the day of my delight As pure and perfect as I say?
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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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