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Ah, why Should life all labour be?
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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France had shown a light to all men, preached a Gospel, all men's good Celtic Demos rose a Demon, shriek'd and slaked the light with blood.
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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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Our wills are ours, we know not how Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
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This round of green, this orb of flame, Fantastic beauty such as lurks In some wild poet, when he works Without a conscience or an aim.
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Men may come and men may go but I go on forever.
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Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace.
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There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
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Nature is one with rapine, a harm no preacher can heal The Mayfly is torn by the swallow, the sparrow speared by the shrike, And the whole little wood where I sit is a world of plunder and prey.
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The woman's cause is man's: they rise or sink Together.
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All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past.
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I do but sing because I must and pipe but as the linnets sing.
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Live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world.
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And oft I heard the tender dove In firry woodlands making moan.
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I will love thee to the death, And out beyond into the dream to come.
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Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand the downward slope to death.
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Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
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Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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