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A louse in the locks of literature.
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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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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Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
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There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.
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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange.
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He clasps the crag with crooked hands Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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The world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.
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Oh good gray head which all men knew!
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I can't be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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It's better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would've happened if I had tried
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I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
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So sad, so fresh the days that are no more.
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I sometimes find it half a sin, To put to words the grief i feel, For words like nature,half reveal, and half conceal the soul within.
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O Blackbird! sing me something well: While all the neighbors shoot thee round, I keep smooth plats of fruitful ground, Where thou may'st warble, eat and dwell.
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Many a night I saw the Pleiads, Rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies, Tangled in a silver braid.
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The long day wanes the slow moon climbs the deep.
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O last regret, regret can die!
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons, when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet.
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