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What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
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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He that wrongs a friend Wrongs himself more, and ever bears about A silent court of justice in his breast, Himself the judge and jury, and himself The prisoner at the bar ever condemned.
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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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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man, And the man said, Am I your debtor? And the Lord--Not yet: but make it as clean as you can, And then I will let you a better.
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As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.
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The woman is so hard Upon the woman.
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Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
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Faith lives in honest doubt.
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Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell when I embark.
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Oh good gray head which all men knew!
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In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
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We are self-uncertain creatures, and we may Yea, even when we know not, mix our spites And private hates with our defence of Heaven.
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I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
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Earth is dry to the centre, But spring, a new comer, A spring rich and strange, Shall make the winds blow Round and round, Thro' and thro', Here and there, Till the air And the ground Shall be fill'd with life anew.
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In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past.
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And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
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I cannot rest from travel I will drink Life to the lees.
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Shall love be blamed for want of faith?
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I am half-sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott.
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Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. 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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