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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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But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills, And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me, And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’d To dwell in presence of immortal youth, Immortal age beside immortal youth, And all I was, in ashes. - Tithonus
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control these three alone lead one to sovereign power.
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Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
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And ah for a man to arise in me, That the man I am may cease to be!
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Tis not your work, but Love's. Love, unperceived, A more ideal Artist he than all, Came, drew your pencil from you, made those eyes Darker than the darkest pansies, and that hair More black than ashbuds in the front of March.
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Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
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Come, Time, and teach me many years, I do not suffer in dream For now so strange do these things seem, Mine eyes have leisure for their tears.
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Though much is taken, much abides and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Can calm despair and wild unrest Be tenants of a single breast, Or sorrow such a changeling be?
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That loss is common would not make My own less bitter, rather more: Too common! Never morning wore To evening, but some heart did break.
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Ah, why Should life all labour be?
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And what delights can equal those That stir the spirit's inner deeps, When one that loves but knows not, reaps A truth from one that loves and knows?
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I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
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Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
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And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
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