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The song that nerves a nation's heart is in itself a deed.
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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The woods decay, the woods decay and fall.
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Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.
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Red of the Dawn Is it turning a fainter red? so be it, but when shall we lay The ghost of the Brute that is walking and hammering us yet and be free?
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The year is dying in the night.
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Man's word is God in man.
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Nor at all can tell Whether I mean this day to end myself, Or lend an ear to Plato where he says, That men like soldiers may not quit the post Allotted by the Gods.
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Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dialer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly read in your words what is the hour of your thoughts.
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Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade.
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In the long years liker they must grow The man be more of woman, she of man.
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The parting of a husband and wife is like the cleaving of a heart one half will flutter here, one there.
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And on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old.
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I will love thee to the death, And out beyond into the dream to come.
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For always roaming with a hungry heart.
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I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none, And never yet so warmly ran my blood, And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wished for end, Full to the banks, close on the prom- ised good.
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Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, oh sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me.
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Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
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With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daughter's heart.
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A man had given all other bliss, And all his worldly worth for this To waste his whole heart in one kiss Upon her perfect lips.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
One so small Who knowing nothing knows but to obey.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
