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Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.
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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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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Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand the downward slope to death.
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What! I should call on that Infinite Love that has served us so well? Infinite cruelty rather, that made everlasting hell, Made us, foreknew us, foredoom'd us, and does what he will with his own Better our dead brute mother who never has heard us groan.
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How many a father have I seen, A sober man, among his boys, Whose youth was full of foolish noise.
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Silence, beautiful voice.
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Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to towered Camelot.
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Every man at time of Death, Would fain set forth some saying that may live After his death and better humankind For death gives life's last word a power to live, And, lie the stone-cut epitaph, remain After the vanished voice, and speak to men.
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The passionate heart of the poet is whirled into folly and vice.
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What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns?
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