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Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
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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Things seen are mightier than things heard.
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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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Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good, And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud.
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Thoroughly to believe in one's own self, so one's self were thorough, were to do great things.
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And what delights can equal those That stir the spirit's inner deeps, When one that loves but knows not, reaps A truth from one that loves and knows?
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I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
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The dirty nurse, Experience, in her kind Hath fouled me.
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A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
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