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The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.
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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A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.
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We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother's shame however you take it we men are a little breed.
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Gorgonised me from head to foot With a stony British stare.
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We love but while we may And therefore is my love so large for thee, Seeing it is not bounded save by love.
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Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.
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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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She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room
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Things seen are mightier than things heard.
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We needs must love the highest when we see it.
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The white flower of a blameless life.
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The night comes on that knows not morn, When I shall cease to be all alone, To live forgotten, and love forlorn.
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What was once to me mere matter of the fancy now has grown the vast necessity of heart and life.
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In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold
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Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs.
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The mighty hopes that make us men.
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Men may come and men may go but I go on forever.
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And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears!
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I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods.
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Dead sounds at night come from the inmost hills. Like footsteps upon wool.
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Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
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